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Up past your head, down your back, around your ankles
Today we rode: Hulk (twice), Doctor Doom's Fearfall, Spider-Man, Ripsaw Falls, Jurassic Park, took time out for lunch at Mythos (which is visually on the order of Tiberius' villa at Capri, but the food was genuinely amazing: mahi-mahi with cilantro cream and plantains, yes, please), and then Harry Potter, the Dragon Challenge, The Cat in the Hat (because it is just delightfully done), and then we went back for Hulk and the Fearfall again as the sun was setting, the sky smoky peach and the line of the horizon flipped over black as the coaster roared upside down. It was absolutely beautiful. I thought when I was eleven that I'd be in space by the time I was the age I am now; at least, I thought it might not be unusual. That doesn't look like the future I've found myself in. As long as I'm stuck on this planet, I'm going to get all the feelings of flight I can.
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(You have gorgeous hair! The way it shines in the sunlight!)
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Excellent photo!
I thought when I was eleven that I'd be in space by the time I was the age I am now; at least, I thought it might not be unusual.
Poignant thought, that. When I was eleven or thereabouts, I remember reading a travelogue of a visit to a moon colony, complete with a flight on the commercial shuttle and spacesuit rentals for a tour of Tranquility. I'm thinking it was set no more than five years from now, which was probably wishful thinking even in 1986, but still...
Then again, according to Fifties SF we were supposed to be mining in the Asteroid Belt by now, using ships navigated with paper charts and slide rules.
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I have never had any special urge to be sent to space myself, but when I was eleven (twelve?) I thought that I would be a NASA engineer and building the rocketships that helped other people get out there.
Perhaps in the world where I reached my star dreams, I also helped you reach yours.
That doesn't look like the future I've found myself in. As long as I'm stuck on this planet, I'm going to get all the feelings of flight I can.
Yes, this is good and I agree with it. Swimming is like flight sometimes, and ice skating. Bicycling down long hills, playing on swingsets, or trampolines. Roller coasters.
Someday, if I decide not to have children, I will spend the money instead on having an aeroplane of my own.
~Sor
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I'm so glad you're having a good time and I completely concur on grabbing all possible opportunities for the feeling of flight. I think this is why they could never get me off the swings as a kid, or out of the pool.
Also, your hair is breathtaking in that light.
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Only one new coaster today, because the Rip Ride Rockit had some kind of mechanical hangup and everyone had to get off after we'd been waiting in line for twenty minutes with the brain-numbing introductory video on loop, but we went back to the Hulk, the twin dragons, and the Fearfall in the afternoon, before dinner at Lombard's and the water-and-fireworks show that was part of the package. There was good air.
(You have gorgeous hair! The way it shines in the sunlight!)
Thank you. It isn't always that color, I think. I don't mind when it is.
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Then again, according to Fifties SF we were supposed to be mining in the Asteroid Belt by now, using ships navigated with paper charts and slide rules.
I am all right with not living in a Heinlein future. I wouldn't have minded one, though, by Ursula K. Le Guin.
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I like your parallel present.
Swimming is like flight sometimes, and ice skating. Bicycling down long hills, playing on swingsets, or trampolines. Roller coasters.
Yes. I also miss swimming: I learned over summers with my grandparents in Maine. We were talking this evening about the fact that we should really both have bathing suits.
Someday, if I decide not to have children, I will spend the money instead on having an aeroplane of my own.
Maybe you'll get to have both! You could teach them to fly.
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I spent a lot of time in trees. I like height and climbing, also.
Also, your hair is breathtaking in that light.
Thank you. It does that sometimes.
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Great photo,
I am all right with not living in a Heinlein future. I wouldn't have minded one, though, by Ursula K. Le Guin.
I don't reckon I'd particularly like living in a Heinlein future, either, although I expect it would be at least slightly better than a Larry Niven or S.M. Stirling future and I do suppose that at least my sex life would be better, that is, if I were one of the important characters rather than an extra.
An H. Beam Piper future might not be all bad, although I've a bad feeling I'd only be there to be a foil for one of his protagonists, or perhaps to meet a sticky end because of some ideology he didn't like. A Poul Anderson future might be all right, as long as it weren't one of the periods when society was collapsing into the Long Night or desperately trying not to.
I don't really know Le Guin's science fiction, having read only some of her fantasy, but I'll take your word for it. I regret for your sake that it's not closer to one of hers.