| "Time to see some rockets" said Rebecca waking me from my artificially sound sleep.. I drew the short straw last night & got the bed with the squeaky spings, so to achieve proper peace & quiet I had to lay still (How I suffer eh?). Huntsville was humid & overcast, the TV predicted tropical storm "Harry" was headed our way but we didn't really mind, most of today would be spent in the car, but first.. Rockets! The Space & Rocket centre was just over the road from the hotel, so we got ourselves booked onto the 10am tour of the Marshall Space Flight Center and the 12 noon IMAX film. |  Thats the international space station that is.. |
 Just another factory job really.. |
We boarded the bus to be taken to the Marshall Space Flight Center (MSFC), for some reason today was the day that humankind chose to send the almost rejects on a Space tour, I tell ya, we had wheezers, limpers, people with heads shaped like lumps of wood, fat people with bad attitudes, red faced people with triangular bodies, freaks the lot of 'em.. "Roy" our octagenarian tour guide, left the microphone on the dashboard cranked up to 11 so while the bus tour from hell wound its way to the MSFC it was serenaded by loud rumbly clicky banging noises, character building it was I tells ya.
The first port of call at the MFSC was the building where they are assembling the international space station, it looked interesting for about 5 minutes until we realised it was a factory job like any other.. |
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A scoot around the rest of the facility included a walk through the space station prototype, and a detour through a liquid nitrogen waste dump thanks to old Roy's dodgy navigating..
Back to the main museum, we gawped at the rockets in the rocket park, went for a ride in the gravity remover thingy, which was operated by a poor girl who has to sit in the middle while it spins at some mad speed.. she told us it made her throw up 3 times yesterday, nice.. (cue "Buliminator" gags..) |
 mmmm rockety... |
 Ray Guns? NASA? |
So, we left town at about 1pm via a below par Sonic Drive-In. Heading towards Mobile Alabama, 2 hours up the road we though we were making good time and were considering popping into the Mercedes Benz visitor centre at junction 86 when the DJ on the oldies station said "there's an oil spill at junction 86, the road is closed.." arg! 2 hours later we got moving again.. nowt much else to report really, we took the back roads all 200 miles to Mobile, arriving at about 11pm..
Getting heartily sick of oldies radio... and we didn't bring enough CD's with us.. ho hum.. Tomorrow.. the Gulf, and Goofy Golf... |