Life at Zero Gravity

While on vacation, we spent one day at the Space and Rocket Center in Huntsville, AL. We took lots of great pictures, fostered a new addiction for my son (space shuttles!), and went on some crazy ride where you sit in a seat and shoot up into the air, at least 10 stories. For a second at the top, you’re weightless. I think it was called Zero Gravity or something. Anyway, it scared the crapola out of me. My husband and I both went on it. I had to take my glasses off so I wouldn’t lose them, so I couldn’t see my son who was safely on the ground with his grandparents. All I could think of was how stupid it was for both of us to go on it at the same time considering I still don’t have any life insurance. Not even a burial policy. But we were fine. And I guess it was fun in a scare-the-crap out of you kind of way.

Consequently, this was my second trip to the Space and Rocket Center. Last time, they had no rides. They’re really souping it up. They also had a climbing wall inside. Not sure how that related to space, but you can climb it for free - they put harnesses on you and have ropes and stuff. My nephews had a ball.

(P.S. - Thanks, Steph, for showing me how to insert small pics straight from flickr. You’re a genius!)