On to Mars, Via Bubble
On to Mars, Via BubbleThere was a longish bit of silence after that. We sat and watched the stars go by. I tried to make out the Big Dipper, but it must have been lost in the shuffle, or maybe its position was different up here. The moon was shrinking off to port, so I decided we weren’t going there. Not that it made much difference. But at least there was an Army base on the moon, and I’ve seen enough western films to have great confidence in the United States Army—at least in the cavalry part. The sun wasn’t a pleasant sight from empty space.
The funny thing is that neither of us were really frightened. It was partly the suddenness with which we’d been wrapped up and mailed, partly the care that was being taken of us. Inside the bubble there was a glow like broad
