Eh?
What's that suspended thing that's about to smash into his face during high G takeoff?
Boeing has revealed a concept design for a spacecraft aimed at getting paying tourists into space. The concept is based on the CST-100 capsule, a vehicle Boeing and its partner Bigelow Aerospace are pitching as suitable for taxi runs to and from the International Space Station – in less than 12 parsecs, natch. The astronaut- …
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Our dear Russian (ex) comrade, (ex) friends have just threatened to hit the free world by withdrawing access to the ISS / batten down the hatches, so perhaps Boeing can cobble up something good enough for the exquisite taste of their (mostly rich Russian) tourist clientele.
my point being?
well, there's nothing better than good old "us and them" rivalry for technological progress!
So ... the spaceplane from 2001 is still not doable then? You know, the one with conventional seating so if someone throws out (the zero-g version of throwing up) it only covers the back of one's seat at worst possible case, and where there are actual real toilets so you don't have to - well, let's not go there.
Of course, there isn't a real space station for it to visit anyway, just a low orbit shed.
...I would totally have no problem at all riding on the version of CST-100 that Boeing is building for an ISS taxi.
The pimped-up space tourist model is real sharp and cool-looking and all, and I'd totally ride it if I had the chance, but there's something about riding to orbit in the non-flashy, hard-boiled, no-bullshit version of CST-100 that real astronauts will be riding in.
Richard Garriott and Dennis Tito certainly had no problems riding up in a stock Soyuz.
Exactly. Who wants flashy? What could be more amazing than flying into space? Bling just makes you look like an arse.
Of course, I can dream that in my lifetime going into space will become boring and routine. "Where are you taking your holidays this year Sandra?"
"Well, I was thinking of goin' Magaluf and getting in some serious clubbing. But me 'n Wayne have decided that we're goin' to the Moon instead. It's only a bit more expensive to get a Bacardi Breezer up there, and it's dead cultural innit. We get to see Buzz Armstrong and that Neil Whatsisname's feet an' everythin'...