A Peculiar Picnic on Mars!
Sometimes, I look up at the night sky when no clouds guard it’s beauty. Light pollution does tend to diminish many of the features, but one red dot does not darken. I dream of being the first man, the first person to step foot on Mars. I dream, even though it’s scientifically unlikely, that I will be greeted by a kind Alien civilization. I will fire up my picnic table, and we will talk about our planets, what’s different, and what’s alike. I will try Mars food, while the kind alien will try a classic sandwich from Earth. So many possibilities. So many things to say. But this, this is my dream holiday.
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