The girl sitting next to me on the plane Hong Kong - Frankfurt suffered from the worst aerophobia I have ever seen.
She started crying already during takeoff. Once we hit the Tibetan plateau and the inevitable turbulence, the silent tears had turned into loud sobs and finally screams of fear. An air hostess was appointed to sit next to her during the worst parts, although I think that at times an Exorcist might have been more efficient.
I couldn’t help but think how funny it would be if I started saying things like: “Look at the wing, that doesn’t look right” or “I don’t think this turbulance is normal”…but I’m only that evil in thought!