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Space Tourism, Now and to Come
bart_scriv writes, "BusinessWeek looks at the latest in space tourism, from a $20 million Soyuz trip to a $200,000 ride via Virgin Galactic. The article looks at existing and planned opportunities, with a slide show of photos and artist's conceptions of vehicles and facilities. From the article: 'Among the other wonders of space is the planned Bigelow Aerospace space hotel. Similar in design to the International Space Station (which has kept a constant human presence in space since 2000), the hotel has a modular design that will allow it easily to expand. The key difference is that the hotel's modules will be inflatable. Bigelow Aerospace launched the Genesis I test module into orbit on July, 2006, and plans to send Genesis II in early 2007.'"
am excited to be travelling through space in a large inflatable ball... what could go wrong?
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Of course, my friend asked me, "Are you worried about the rocket blowing up?"
"Not really," I said. "After all, when I kick-it I plan on having my ashes and a sample of my DNA shot into space anyhow. As long as the rocket makes it to space first, I think it would actually be a pretty good deal."
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Call me when they put a huge, inflatable arena in space, and start holding athletic events there. Somewhere between Ender's Game and Jocks In Space there's got to be a sweet spot of entertainment...
Well, since it's inflatable, if it's abandoned, shuttle astronauts could just make a quick detour past it and toss a dart at it.
Whoa, easy there, Karl Marx! Try not to get your panties in a wad over the idea that this very sacrosanct forum is a private enterprise trying to make a buck or two off of your crying like a little bitch with a skinned-knee and shit. I might not be a rocket scientist, but I sometimes imagine some 15 year old starting a fire that turns the whole place in to space dust. Or, while I may not be a physicist, how about the 5 year old who diligently works to puncture the walls and the whole enchilada goes zooming to another galaxy like a balloon in a Warner Brothers cartoon. Although I am completely unrealistic, I like to pretend that somehow those capitalist dogs and the liars who govern them will find ways to handle much of logical extensions of your whining by placing carving out a system for different space structures to be placed at coordinates without making it impossible to navigate active vehicles between them. I don't know though; you might be right -- we could consider going amish.
Damn right. Back in my day, we had to walk to the moon! Uphill! Both ways! :^)
(sorry. couldn't resist.
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