I had a dream once I was in a space ship traveling to the center of the universe. I was in the ship with someone who, on earth, was wheelchair bound, but in the space ship that was irrelevant. In that dream I spent a lot of time looking out the window and playing with no gravity. It was one of the coolest dreams I have ever had. I’d love to do that in real life and visit the moon or mars.
With my luck, I would end up in a small rocket compartment with an old lady who smelled of lavender and a fat kid who passed gas all the time. I like wide open spaces, but I wouldn’t want to go outside that compartment. You might ask, what’s life without a little risk? My answer: Longer.
If it drops to a point where it’s affordable, I’ll do it in a heartbeat.
There’s risk in everything we do, and honestly I could have won the Darwin award or have been otherwise unceremoniously removed from the mortal coil any number of times. (Not that I’m advocating for doing stupid risky stuff; I’m actually pretty safety conscious.)
I’d rather leave this earth (literally and figuratively) doing something which is a defining moment in my life, than getting run over by some texting motorist or dying in a hospital bed.
if it was to permanently relocate to an already built up scifi oasis for rich folx or whatever, probably.
but just for fun? no. as amazing as i think space is, i don’t like wide open spaces like that. i love scifi but seeing people and/or ships alone in the vastness of space gives me the creeps worse than any space monster or alien invasion plot ever could. i don’t care to be out in the middle of a desert or the ocean either.
Seriously, no “meh” option? I’m not set against it, just realize that I never will and I’m just fine with that.
If some friends and I were going to tear across the moon in the rover and it was affordable and had good meal options, then sure. Otherwise, it’s just a void with a view of a ball of dirt that people keep fighting over… Nothing that interesting.
It sounds intriguing, but the combination of claustrophobia and motion sickness would guarantee me a miserable experience. With no option to be taken back early or get out and walk home, it’s not a chance I’d want to take. I learned that lesson on a smaller scale when I went on an ocean salmon fishing charter excursion years ago.