Las Cuevas Beach Lodge
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... about 32 kilobytes of memory in equivalent terms to today's technology. The small chair and console in the center of the room is where the motors were actually fired from. Once John F. Kennedy gave a televised speech from that very chair. I sat in it and flipped the launch buttons too, it felt very Presidential. The control room was only 300' from the launch pad, distance limited by the ability to send electrical signals down cable with ****** ...
... parking lot. The door slams shut behind me with a loud clang.
As it turns out I am only about 100 feet from the tour bus line-up and I only get maybe 2 suspicious looks from Delta-esk ladies as I emerge from an unexpected direction and try to blend in with the other tourists.
I get on a bus that takes us back to the KSC visitor centre, albeit with the obligatory drive-by of the empty Eagles nest and all of the hand shaking and back slapping ...
... Cocoa Beach would be an awesome vantage point. I couldn't belive my lucky timing, a rocket launch and a night one at that! Sadly my Intel was hours old and came from unreliable sources; it was scrubbed by Elon Musk almost as soon as the rocket was erected at the launch pad due to telemetry issues in Texas. No relaunch date was set. Dang! Anyway, I digress.
We move from that theatre to another one where they do a multi image projection on 5 cut out screens, and then the ...
... talk, first a very brief talk about how it only took ten years of applications to get accepted into the program & then the main talk was about food in space. After lunch we headed back to 'Atlant-tits' & did the shuttle launch simulation - a similar type of ride as Mission Space (centrifugey, feel the motion etc) but easier on the senses. A little bit of shopping and then it was goodbye to Kennedy Space Centre. On the way home we ...
... literally crawl over about 20 people to reach my seat. In the end I discovered I was in the wrong row, and I had to climb over the back of the seats to get to Mari. I placed my foot onto a seat bottom and planned to step right over the back; the seat bottom folded up (because that’s what they do) and catapulted me backward into the next row and into Mari’s lap. Miraculously, I didn’t spill a drop of either of our drinks, although the ensuing bruises on my legs ...