I can’t believe that I am writing to you from the moon! If you had told me back in 2019 when I was your age that it would be possible for ordinary people, like your grandmother, to holiday here I would have laughed at them.
The main thing that is so surreal about this is how ordinary it all seems. Last year, after we buried your grandad, I thought that I needed to make the most of whatever time I had left so I thought that I’d look at going on holiday. I looked on Trivago, Booking.com and Expedia to see what their most exotic and unspoiled destinations were. Having rejected Butlins, Disney and sitting on a Spanish beach, I looked at their Travel by Super Shuttle deals. We all thought that supersonic jets were as sophisticated as air travel would get but we were proved so wrong when the super shuttle was invented. I mean, getting from the UK to Australia in two hours – who would ever have thought that we could do that?
The deal that caught my eye was Super Shuttle to the Moon, full board and escorted excursions for just £500,000 – bargain or what? So I used this new DNA login system (absolutely fantastic – fraud is a thing of the past now we used DNA login to pay for everything) and here I am!
I’m still stunned by the traveltube connecting every city in the UK. No pollution with all the travel being underground and here to London in 15 minutes! The Shuttleport is scarily huge but I suppose that it would be, having replaced all of our airports.
The 16 hour journey seems to not exist as we are all put into stasis for the duration (also saves having to eat airline food – a blast from the past that I do not miss!). When we arrived at tt flavoure Moon Palace we flicked through the screens to choose our room decor. I chose a Buckingham Palace bedroom – you know how I’ve always loved the Royal Family (can’t believe little George is King now!).
The food is so weird. You are given your weeks’ supply of food pills but instead of having to choose what meals you want to be given, your pills are given to you and you just pop them into your personal computer at the bottom of your phone. You then programme what you want them to taste of just before you eat.
With drinks, you put your thumbprint on the dispenser and water comes out. You then choose what you want it to taste of. It’s fabulous – I’ve been drinking “champagne” all week, all the taste and the fun of getting a bit squiffy without any hangover!
The excursions are out of this world – literally! You get into a little pod (like the one on the London Eye that I took you to when you were a little girl) and it takes off horizontally. We’ve been to the North Star and dived in and out of the rings on Saturn. Tomorrow is my last day and we’re going for a go on the Big Dipper. Look up at the stars tomorrow night – I’ll wave!
The travel reps are second to none. They are robots, obviously, but you can choose what you’d like them to look and sound like. I had mine as the Prime Minister. Feels so good to ask her to clean your loo (well, personal hygiene disposal system!) for you.
It was worth paying the extra to bring grandads ashes with me and having him with me as a hologram whilst I’m here. I mean, I like an adventure but I still like to have him to lean on (not literally, obviously – I’d have fallen right through him!).
I won’t keep you sweetheart, I know that you’re dying to jump on your hoverboard and get home. Just thought you’d like to know that your old gran (don’t forget my birthday – 120 next week!) was having a whale of a time on the moon and that I’m seriously considering a cruise on Mars next year.
Lots of love, Grandma x
Travel in 2039 