Big Bang

We were up bright and early because today was moving day again. We have reservations to return to Disney World until Thursday, March 2nd. So we packed up the RV for the move. At 10 a.m., Brian arrived. As part of his long weekend, he decided that he wanted to go to the Kennedy Space Center. Mel was concerned about securing a good campsite at Disney so he volunteered to stay behind with the RV and make the move on his own.

Brian and I left for the Space Coast with fairly moderate traffic, but as we closed in on Orlando, we ended up in a traffic jam. Poor Mel was following behind with the RV.

As we drove on, we discussed luncheon plans. I thought that we would eat at Milo's Cafe at KSC, but Brian had another idea. When he was down here eight years ago, we ate at a restaurant called Rusty's at Port Canaveral. I agreed but I didn't know how we would find it now. Brian was determined. As we neared the cruise ships, Brian spotted the road leading to the ports and we drove right up to the restarants. Brian treated me to a lobster dinner. Yummy.

By 2 p.m., we arrived at Cape Canaveral. We quickly bought tickets and boarded a tour bus that took us to an open air observation post overlooking the two launch sites for the space shuttle. Then, we reboarded the bus and went to the museum that contains the Saturn rocket that is pictured above. When you enter the site, there is a reenactment of the first rocket launch in a replica of Mission Control. I had tears in my eyes throughout this whole museum. The NASA program is one of the few government-sponsored efforts that makes me prod of this country. As a nation, we can be so good. I could tell that Brian was in heaven as he actually read all the information presented in the exhibit. I just took pictures. The tour ended with a reenactment of the Moon Landing (more tears). When we returned to the entrance, we walked to the Astronauts' Memorial Mirror that has each astronaut's name etched into the glass as a memorial to their service to the country. Very moving! As the sun set, we drove back to Orlando.

We picked Mel up and went to Giordano's for pizza. Mel explained that it took him until two p.m. before he was able to move into the campsite. The arriving RV's were three rows deep trying to check into Fort Wilderness. Can you believe this? Giordano's pizza oven was broken and they were waiting for part from Chicago. No Pizza! ARRGH!