I've been thinking a lot today about the five people who were killed this week in the implosion of the private submarine that set out to view the remains of the Titanic. Obviously, I'm very sorry the accident happened, but I'm wondering, if they lived long enough to realize what was happening (I hope not) did they think it was worth the $250,000 ticket price? Of course I realize that what seems like a lot of money to me wasn't so much to billionaires. So then I started wondering, assuming price was no object, what adventure would I be willing to actually risk my life for? I've travelled a lot over the last several years (21 countries at last count) and there's always an element of risk when you get on a plane or a ship, but it doesn't feel as risky as going down in a small submarine or climbing Mount Everest or sky diving for that matter. So what would I risk my life for? For me, I think it would be going into space. Not just up and down but at least a couple of orbits of Earth. And, while I'm dreaming the impossible dream, a space walk or moon walk would be amazing.
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