It was 1981, flying CPH
on an Interflug Tu-134 (because SAS was on strike - yes, SAS also went on strike a quarter century ago, SAS should have waited five or ten years celebrating their 50th anniversary).
During the whole flight cabin pressure went crazily up and down. I had pain in my ears for three weeks afterwards.
No link, the Internet hadn't been invented yet.
I went home on a Yugoslavian DC-9. Wonderful bird! Nice flight, even if the captain had a distinct smell of whiskey. Hell, what does a captain have a co-pilot for?