A Ticket to the Moon

How much would you pay to go to the moon?

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When I was a kid, I used to lie on the terrace, staring at the moon as if it were some magical world waiting just for me. My grandmother would tell stories of the man who lived there, guarding silver rivers and shining mountains. Back then, I swore I’d visit him one day.

Now, years later, that childlike dream still lingers — though my wallet and logic often argue otherwise.

So when I read “How much would you pay to go to the moon?”, I couldn’t help but smile. The truth is, no amount could ever buy the feeling I imagine it would bring — the silent awe of floating above Earth, the realization of how tiny our daily worries truly are, the sheer poetry of standing where no ordinary footsteps have ever walked.

If money were no object, I’d pay everything I own for that one moment — to look back at our blue planet glowing softly in the distance and whisper, “We made it.”

But if I had to put a number on it? Maybe the price of a dream — whatever that costs to the heart.

Because going to the moon isn’t just about the trip. It’s about remembering that somewhere inside, a part of us still believes we can touch the impossible.

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