John Vidal remembers making giant leaps for mankind on a beach in Gibraltar I was 19, doing a summer job washing cars and delivering beer in Gibraltar. We had no money and had to sleep in Moroccan blankets on the beach. That night was dead calm, the sky was clear but the moon was not full at all. Forty yards down the beach an American hippy couple had a small transistor radio with a failing battery. Sometime before midnight they cheered loudly when the Eagle landed and we ran over and asked to join them. So there the four of us sat, yards from the quietly lapping waves, straining to hear the commentary on Voice of America. The astronauts stayed in the Eagle for hours, it seemed. The American girl fell asleep and her boyfriend had to keep waking her. ...
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