New Zealand is on my bucket list. I may never get there, but I will try.
I saw this video today and was reminded why. There’s something there that is so different from the world I know here in the Eastern U.S. –yet familiar, too– that it would give me what I crave above almost any other guilty desire: I long to know what it is like on another world. The thought makes me feel like I was 10 years old again and reading Isaac Asimov.
Science fiction captured me when I was very young. I came of age during the Apollo missions to the moon. To my young eyes, John Glenn was Christopher Columbus, John Paul Jones and King Arthur, all rolled up into one package. My martyred hero’s challenge still gives me goosebumps.
The mystery of what’s out there, what swims or flies or slithers or walks across another world touches something deep in me. I don’t know how anything there can be more weird than what we have here, but such a discovery would change us and our souls, would it not?