Jul 01 2009
Through Thin Air
This is where I’m going later today. But not the final destination. I almost wish the jet would stop when in the clouds so I could get out and walk around. Take a picture. Breathe the air . . . Hey! where did all the air go! If I did get out I’d likely suffocate, depending on the altitude.
Save for a few vertical miles on Earth, there aren’t many places habitable by us lung-breathers. Any spacecraft is a bit like a scuba tank you ride in. And breathe from.
