If I had a few dozen million dollars, I don't think I'd go to space. Not after reading this article, an "oral history" of the first space tourism encounters. These "private astronauts" make it all seem so banal...so much so, in fact, that all you can think about is a craving for beer and pizza and where to find your lip balm when you forget to zip the pocket of your spacesuit.
At the Space Adventures website, there is information about rocketing to the moon and watching the "earthrise". Or for less than $200K, you can simply ride on a space-shuttle in suborbital flight, departing from your choice of "spaceports" at either Dubai or Singapore. Wild stuff.
But imagine how crude it will seem in around 100 years or so, when people are drinking ET-tinis and playing shuffleboard aboard the Queen Cassiopeia, as they orbit whatever celestial body we decide to pollute next.
Nah, no thanks. I just prefer to pay off debt.
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