It was my second day on the ‘Red Planet’. Today I’d better find water. That had been the instructions in the box: learn to walk; find Water; make a weapon; find a nice Martian girl to teach you to speak the language. I figured that finding food would be a good idea too. It wasn’t exactly like I had expected, but how could it be? I had followed an unbelievable path to an unbelievable destination. I had started out with a few expectations, but most of them were very flexible... moreIt was my second day on the ‘Red Planet’. Today I’d better find water. That had been the instructions in the box: learn to walk; find Water; make a weapon; find a nice Martian girl to teach you to speak the language. I figured that finding food would be a good idea too. It wasn’t exactly like I had expected, but how could it be? I had followed an unbelievable path to an unbelievable destination. I had started out with a few expectations, but most of them were very flexible. This wasn’t Mars, but it was Barsoom. On the one hand, I’d expected to find a dead-end and nothing to show but a few boring vacation photos of the Arizona desert. Maybe I’d get an article out of it that I could blog about. On the other hand, I’d hoped to take a one-way ticket journey to a foreign planet that teenage boys of the past century had read about; and knew was just fiction. Reality turned out to be on that ‘other hand’. I got up and started running again. Barsoom, the Red Planet of John Carter. And here I was. Today I’d better find water. less
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