Let’s ride this rocket ship into space.
Inward first, to the sun. Look at this burning ball of gas! It’s the fucking sun! It’s magnificent! But rather hot, so we move outward…
Passing by Mercury, where there is only a lemonade stand operated by a Flanoobian merchant. That’s it. Lemonade. We suggested on our last visit that she might offer some trinkets and baubles, purely in the interest of diversification, but she only smiled and asked if we wanted some diamond dust on our drinks.
Onward to Venus, where we descend through the murk and explore the Heechee tunnels. A quick stop at the Dilithium Crystal-n-Go and we blast off again.
Risking a close pass of Terra, stopping briefly at the Monolith on Luna, ululating joyfully in 1:4:9 time, and leaving with a scale model ‘lith, full of glitter stars.
The Amazon Plague has struck Mars ahead of us; we’ll miss skating in the canals and visiting Red World® theme park.
Onward past the ruins of Minerva, and then we simply must stop at Ganymede, to stare for hours at Jupiter’s red spot.
Another fill-up, and now only a brief flyby of Saturn before pressing on to our final destination, Pluto, setting down at Neil DeGrasse Tyson spaceport and getting on the train bound for Lowell City.
And now you might be disappointed, because there’s nothing happening in Lowell City except a dreadfully dull conference at the Coulton Convention Center. I’m terribly sorry, but I must ask that you please give me space — I have to work on this important PowerPoint presentation.
