In Jan 1963, I travelled in an Air France Super Connie Plaisance to Antananarivo (Mauritius to Madagascar) via Reunion (I think). Tremendously exciting, memorably gorgeous stewardess (who will be a touch under 70 now- probably flying for United?). Never forgave the horrid people for not taking me up to the flight deck- after 46 1/2 years. Yes- you can give me free tickets and all the Camembert you can make, but you would still not be forgiven, and I prefer Philadelphia anyway!
Interestingly, it was seeing a F27 at night on the apron at Nairobi on that trip (in on an AF 707 and out on a BUA Britannia via Tripoli to Stansted in the start of that bitter winter) that the penny dropped, and Rainboe decided he wanted to be an airline pilot. And he's been pretending ever since, and will be pretending again tomorrow. And still fooling people after 40 years! (He's a good actor! A 'Richard Burton' voice gets you a long way).