A few weeks ago, we took a long-awaited trip to see the space shuttle Endeavor at the California Science Center. Can I tell you how wonderfully awesome it is in person?
Growing up, I remember hearing about the space explorations all of the time. I also remember one quite unfortunate moment (which I’ll explain later), but I remember being in awe of it all. I credit my husband for bringing out my inner geek.
In terms of the space shuttle, it’s much bigger than what you think it would be. It’s pretty overwhelming. For a comparison, you would think it would be as big as a commercial plane, but think bigger. Maybe not in length but definitely in height and width. Yeah, it’s that big.
We weren’t able to see the shuttle as it made its way through L.A. a few years ago (we saw it flying overhead) but not on the streets.
Nevertheless, here are our adventures:
I always wanted to see what a space potty looks like…
Bear fell asleep just as we’d arrived:
The tires were surprisingly smooth.
Bear finally woke up and was pretty amazed by it all:
I actually remember the Challenger explosion. I was small and in class (because we watched it live). None of us could understand what was going on but I remember my teacher muttering something along the lines of, ‘Oh my God.’ I honestly can’t tell you what happened that day or within the following days. I’m pretty sure we had someone come in to talk to us.
Columbia reminded me of the Challenger explosion. It’s one of those things that you really forget about until something else similar happens and you’re reminded it occurred before.
It’s so cool Mae C. Jemison‘s the first Black woman in space. I’m kinda wondering have there been others? 1992 is a long time ago…
On a final note: