Which crept up on me at 16:53 yesterday, sliding silently over an empty twilight sky apart from a couple of clouds, a quarter moon and Saturn (probably). She gave me a full five minute fly-by, and I swear I could see the shape of the shuttle, which is currently docked (probably not).
Always gives me a lift thinking about a few astronauts whizzing round the planet, near hourly, in a tin-can. And though part of me is thinking about how far away they are and how impossible that is, the other half is thinking how close the station actually is to earth, hugging us like Australians to their coastline...
Oh, and you have to wave.
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