It took me a long time to get up the nerve to fly to Europe. I still don’t use the bathroom on a plane, even if it’s a 10-hour flight. I fear the plane crashing while I am indisposed. When we land, I nearly push everyone out of the way, searching for a toilet!
I would imagine it takes more than 10 hours to reach the moon. Indeed, I just Googled it, and it is a three-day trip —a long time not to take advantage of the facilities. I hated the five-day drive when we moved from California. I nearly cried the whole last two days, just tired of seeing asphalt. I was never so glad as when we arrived at my son’s house.
I don’t think any amount of money could get me on a spaceship for three days without a means of stopping to stretch my legs. The thought of seeing just darkness and maybe stars for three days, dodging comets and a lot of man-made garbage, scares me more than drivers on the freeways in Atlanta.
So, I’ll stay on solid ground, admiring the moon’s beauty from Earth. As a seventy-something, all those craters would be daunting. I’ll stay here and look up at the moon at night, and let the more courageous people (my husband!) go on the trip and bring me back a moon rock and a magnet.
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Like your attitude Regina. I doubt if there are any magnets on the moon 🌕
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