We had such a busy and memorable Monday
in Houston that I have to break my recount up in to three posts!
I've been planning this touristy trip
to Houston in my mind for 4 years! Back in 2011, we were still
stationed in Washington state. When we got the news that my husband
was selected for orders in San Antonio we were going home. In
retrospect, we really thought this would be a permanent-permanent
move, not just PCS “permanent”; my husband's Navy life would end
here after this command tour.
(Or so we thought. Oh, what it is to
be young....)
Because of our limited outings and
“hurry up and wait” lifestyle over our 4 years living in the
Pacific Northwest, I was ready (desperate) for the Texas state of
mind again. Naturally, my goal was to invest Texan identity within
our children by giving them the full Texas experience as soon as they
could appreciate it. Amongst many, MANY, MAAANNNYYY, Texan things to
do and see, NASA sits at an exalted seat on my list.
We held out on our NASA trip though
because NASA is one of those places you have to develop an
appreciation for in advance to really enjoy the opportunity to learn
and discover at their visitor center. We thought we would have a
little more time to build up the suspense of NASA so the kids would
be old enough to have that appreciation, but with our Japan PCS
coming in a little less than 4 months, we're out of time.
This NASA
trip was actually not the first time we had come. Last month, in
June, we made an impromptu stop on the way to a family vacation in
Galveston. This was a desperate effort to squeeze NASA into the
schedule not knowing if we could make it back before our PCS took us
far away from Texas. We had all of our 5 children with us, alas our
toddler (whom was exactly 23 months at the time), was not in the mood
to cooperate for the tram, so we had to stick to the sights and
activities of just the main visitor center. Completely worth it for
the young ones! I do regret now not letting the kids do the “Angry
Birds, in Space” play place, but we did run out of time. We spent
2 hours checking out all the indoor attractions and simulations.
Touching that meteorite was almost a spiritual encounter.
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Fun for some, frightening for others! A simulation activity to experience what it's like to pedal a stationary bike in Space. |
As we were walking out, that day in
June, I knew we had to go back. I knew exactly what day I had to
bring us too. We would leave behind our 4 year old and now, 2 year
old, with Grandma over night in San Antonio, and with just our 9 year
old, 7 year old and almost 6 year old in tow, we would embark on our
own mission to Mission Control on the 46th Anniversary of
the Apollo 11 Lunar Landing.
*Disclaimer Insert: Any child under 18
(or man-child under 55), has the potential to experience a sudden
decrease in touring tolerance once the Texas heat of July beats down
upon them. Go early in the day (doors open at 9am most days) to avoid literal meltdowns on your
tram tour. Also, the tram tours have an amazing amount of
information shared to you that really won't be fully digested for
those under 20 (maybe 25 from my observations of the crowd). I do
not recommend this tour for children between 10 months and 30 months
of age. As a mother of 5, that is the least behaviorally negotiable
age range. It's not the kids' fault, it's their nature to not want
to sit still in this part of their toddlerhood. I highly recommend
“child wearing” for babies/infants under 10 months too as you
cannot bring a stroller onto the tram. I watched several little guys
and gals nod off on the soothing sway of the tram ride.*
Because our visit was deliberately
planned for July 20th, we took the Blue Tour: “Historic
Mission Control and the Saturn V Rocket experience.” As Space
Enthusiasts, we've seen all the movies, TV series, documentaries,
etc. of the Apollo Missions. In fact, I fell asleep watching Apollo
13 with my husband and sister-in-law the night before. You picture
yourself there, at Mission Control or at the launch pad and Mission
Control seems so huge, so crowded, and the Launch site is so
mindblowingly high, it's hard to really appreciate the size of the
rocket.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVwgBZNCbGOVM2UGoxJSH2l0XeNkIgxIvJwxJDaauTYaWLHzjWivkrviJPp_s-pFP8F5fqif0xUGAoKKneQeJgObfZa-RNFI2xfhXW6JXhrHj9rHQiCquahhtffyTkIjt2JHkuxjs6jeiy/s400/001b.jpg)
Once the tram is fully boarded, you're
on your way!
On the Historic Mission Control tour, our first sight entering the complex is the Saturn V Rocket Hangar (some regard this as a lackluster garage, I however, was extremely impressed). This is where one of only 3 surviving Saturn V Rockets is housed.
![Saturn V Hangar July 20, 2015](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoKK-Q7gNgZgt1ef6mm63eDsNoLkzAGs3PProvy48YpxH9UkRjMBBgt2WDnXU3jmh6E41q405A9Mi02DbnD31F27zuY_BlDhXlKGOVAYKCyPHedGhZzCdrX3dI2zvN3YxpL8axWDa4rT_M/s400/IMG_4459b.jpg)
If interested in more discussion on the background of this restoration project you will find this article (and its commentary)
from The Space Review quite interesting.
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Original photo, before my overlay, was found at: collectSPACE |
Oh hey there Longhorns! I laughed out loud when I saw what the ranch-like fenced area contained to the left of the hangar. We're so Texas here. The windmill there has NASA on the vane.
We return to tour inside, but initially the tram passes the hangar on its way to Christopher C. Kraft, Jr. Mission Control. On the way, tram riders are treated to pre-recorded tales of history from iconic Space celebrities. As you pass the buildings, on cue, the recording describes the purpose and contents of each facility. My oldest daughter especially appreciated the commentary on one of the buildings being the location where Space Culinary Arts are developed and tested. She told me she wants to be the baker of astronaut desserts! Sounds awesome to me!
![Building 17 Orion Project](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9qKWz8pvKmnyYLNMZ8RES2c1Kd01xbVjSWMPpx0Ds5myciLHfUfwh3TUZMN9F3f6JpzDEK1rwGGq8P4P1xWs1gFyt-yMRa7K6D03g5SNGLQKUVsHe_PV8baOpi4imPNSTo11Zj1C839rW/s400/IMG_4469b.jpg)
Once we round the corner, we've arrived.
The architecture is very 1960s simplistic. The structure itself has a very familiar minimalism that many buildings I've visited from the 60s share.
But then, you're greeted in the court yard entry with almost an optical illusion of geometric shutters scaling two tiers of the inlet's back wall exterior. I was not prepared to see such a mesmerizing artistic design nestled in the austerity of the neighborhood.
I gawked a little longer than I'm proud of, resulting in us entering the building last in the group. I might have missed some information shared by the tour guide, but it's highly likely I would have been oblivious to what was said anyhow once I saw the mission patches in the wall's length showcase.
I would have filtered out any range of hearing when I discovered Gordon Cooper and Pete Conrad's watch and patch entering that awe. ('Gordo' is a favorite of mine on The Astronaut Wives Club series).
The showcase wall ends and then it's time to enter the stairwell and trek three stories to the observation deck of Mission Control. This is no light climb either and another reason I recommend some form of bodily baby carrier if you have little ones with you. I took no pictures in the stairwell... Energy was conserved for navigating our offspring up the stairs with careful speed.
Once we reach the observation room, you look around breathless (maybe literally for some). The NASA speaker (for our tour, his name was Sam) begins as soon as everyone has taken a seat or is comfortably positioned in the back (we were in the back).
The size of Mission Control was shockingly small. Taking in the room like a starstruck fan, I compare my surprise at size to one finally meeting Seth Green in real life and towering over him (Seth, if you're actually gracing my blog with your eyeballs, you're a fantastic actor and I adore how you're using your influence to promote STEM and NASA. You're truly a celebrity worth idolizing, thanks man. Oh, also, we've never met in any way, so I'm just speculating I'd tower over you, I would certainly not pass up an opportunity to find out if I do though). Looking down and around I notice the retro orange cushioned chairs. We learn that they're indeed the originals and that even the Queen of England has once throned a seat in the front there. For an instant, with absolutely no hint of aroma either, I wonder just how smothered this room must have been with cigarette smoke in the 60s and 70s. No doubt this room has been aired out for decades to relinquish the odor it most likely had. To be fair, I suppose orange upholstery in general triggers my recollective smell sensories and I involuntarily smell smoke no matter what setting I'm in.
I picked up a few factoids from Speaker Sam I didn't know before, but mostly I was just trying to wrap my head around this control room having less technology in it to monitor the Moon landings than I held in the palm of my hand...
Once we reach the observation room, you look around breathless (maybe literally for some). The NASA speaker (for our tour, his name was Sam) begins as soon as everyone has taken a seat or is comfortably positioned in the back (we were in the back).
The size of Mission Control was shockingly small. Taking in the room like a starstruck fan, I compare my surprise at size to one finally meeting Seth Green in real life and towering over him (Seth, if you're actually gracing my blog with your eyeballs, you're a fantastic actor and I adore how you're using your influence to promote STEM and NASA. You're truly a celebrity worth idolizing, thanks man. Oh, also, we've never met in any way, so I'm just speculating I'd tower over you, I would certainly not pass up an opportunity to find out if I do though). Looking down and around I notice the retro orange cushioned chairs. We learn that they're indeed the originals and that even the Queen of England has once throned a seat in the front there. For an instant, with absolutely no hint of aroma either, I wonder just how smothered this room must have been with cigarette smoke in the 60s and 70s. No doubt this room has been aired out for decades to relinquish the odor it most likely had. To be fair, I suppose orange upholstery in general triggers my recollective smell sensories and I involuntarily smell smoke no matter what setting I'm in.
I picked up a few factoids from Speaker Sam I didn't know before, but mostly I was just trying to wrap my head around this control room having less technology in it to monitor the Moon landings than I held in the palm of my hand...
Indeed, this is an iPhone 4 in my hand and yes, even this infuriating piece of very outdated cellular technology exceeds the abilities this control room had 46 years ago to the day. Also, this is the only way to effectively contain your 24 month old on the tour... ;)
Directly to my left, were a pair of phone booths. Sam informs us that in one of these booths (I didn't catch which booth it was exactly) the World Record for the most long distance call was made. Any guesses where?
![Sam's gesture toward the Flight Surgeon's post in Historic Mission Control](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC4wOa2z5RgubV4cdM-jQSUJNP-T63yojk7YKxCWTlMsJlLL-ftaSJEtJLUsF4ENWvKppBjuG5CiBVTEPYW5yLjGRUfAyfS-eEcxi6-ObdOb0V7ysPedQ0Q223d4-hKcDouLJHfm6wD205/s400/IMG_4494c.jpg)
Keeping with my established "last one out" pace, I take advantage of Sam's offer to answer questions at the end. With me being a seamstress and Space nut, I idolize Hazel Fellows and the rest of the Playtex team of seamstresses that custom sewed each astronaut's space suit under the most tedious specifications any custom garment has ever been required to meet. I had to ask Sam if any seamstresses had gotten the chance to be in Mission Control during the 8 days of the Apollo 11 mission or at least on standby to materialize (pun intended) in a designated position in the control room to provide suit support if an issue arose. Being such a specific question he wasn't prepared with a specific answer, but he imagined that some Playtex representative, perhaps not the actual seamstresses themselves of course, if they were present at anytime, would have reported to the Flight Surgeon's station.
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