On 9/11, I was on a flight from Madrid, Spain to Washington, DC. I had been on a just-pre-marriage trip with a friend. We were halfway across the Atlantic when I noticed that the little plane icon on the seat TV had turned around, and was heading the wrong way. 1/ I didn't think anything of it. Computer glitch, of course. But a few minutes later the pilot, who spoke Spanish, told us in broken English that we were returning Madrid because "two planes have collided above the WTC and American air space is closed." 2/