The space shuttle from space

We just got back from Estes Park, CO but more on that later.

What I want to talk about is God’s conspiracy against my health, happiness, and general coolness.

Tonight the Space Shuttle Discovery sloughed it’s earthly bonds for the 36th time, and launched at 7:36pm. At that exact same time, I was on a plane from Atlanta to Jacksonville. My plane’s flight path between the two cities took the plane south of Jacksonville, around Cape Canaveral, and north back to land in Jacksonville.

Which is to say, the space shuttle launched RIGHT NEXT TO MY PLANE at THE EXACT TIME WE WERE NEXT TO CAPE CANAVERAL. It was an amazing site, and one, to quote the pilot “Is probably one of the most spectacular sites you will ever see.” I know, awesome, right?

Except I didn’t get to see it. I was in the very back row of the plane, the one without a window. So while the rest of the passengers were orgasming in their cramped chairs, I was in the back praying for a quick end to my life.