I was fascinated by outer space since I was little. I still remember being so, or about 10 years building a space shuttle with my dad. It was a rather simple snap together kits, but was probably more complicated than I did in my spare time. Had a nice little details that made it appealing. There was a visible crew capsule with the astronauts in plastic Royal miniature machine dials and the like. I used to look at it and dream of space flight, imagining that one day I would be an astronaut.
Life barred the way, of course, as always. Of all the thousands and thousands of children who play with the space shuttle and the space program read the United States, only a few become NASA astronauts when they grow up. Anyway, I still held aspects of that dream even if it was not the path I have chosen to follow. Spaceflight is something that I can't ever have a chance to do, but at least I can appreciate from afar. There has never been a better time to be a voyeur of spaceflight. Satellite photography is more than ever, and color video shot from outer space is now disseminated over the Internet as if nothing happened.
Still, all models of the space shuttle and videos of the world can't beat a trip to the museum space. I used to always want to go to the Smithsonian air and space Museum, when I was a kid, but I never had to. My parents and a couple of times, but other things always barred the road. Once again, was the marriage of a member of the family. Another time, my father got sick at the last minute. Basically, it seemed that the trip, just wasn't meant to be until we got older.
I'm glad I finally got to go to the Museum. I got my first in-depth analysis of the space shuttle. I've got to look inside a cockpit and examine a realistic model closely. I thought a lot of ships over the years, but seeing a close was a unique emotion. Did everything seems true in some way, knowing that the ship was actually in space to a point. When i have children, don't let anything get in the way to get them to see an exhibition of space flight.
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