From geekology, Galactic Suites, the first space hotel, is scheduled to open in 2012, a scant 5 years from now. For the low, low price of $4 million you get an unbelievable 3 night stay in outer space.
During that time guests would see the sun rise 15 times a day and use Velcro suits to crawl around their pod rooms by sticking themselves to the walls like Spiderman.
Throw in one of those Las Vegas style directories of intergalactic three-hootered space hookers, and you can count this guy in (and $3,999,984.25 short on payment). Why's it got to be about them making money, why can't it be about me makin' space love?
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Yo, where's the spacewalks? I'm not paying 4 mil if I don't get to go on a spacewalk.
A story I recall from a doc about the early days of space travel was about an astronaut on a spacewalk who, in the middle of whatever important job they were up to, had to wait for five minutes while the other guy went inside to get some more film.
Spacewalks, mind you, aren't the kind of thing that come by easily. Any guy who has that rare opportunity has to get approval from like a dozen other guys on the ground. And they're not for sightseeing, they're serious business. So suddenly this dude is handed five whole minutes to just chill in outer space and groove on the magnificent beauty of our planet. They had the actual guy on a voiceover and he said those were the best minutes of his life.
So no way I'm dropping change like that and not getting out of the hotel for a spin. And I want to take my dog, too. Preferably on one of those Jetson-style treadmill dealies.
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