Tall buildings....

The tallest building I remember going in and climbing was the Bowman's hill tower in Washington crossing park,in Bucks county Pennsylvania. It was about 120 Feet high. I don't like heights and I couldn't wait to be on the ground again. That's why my grandson scares the heck out of me. He has jumped out of a helicopter and climbed more mountains that I can count. He certainly doesn't take after his grandmom.
 

Empire State building. Not as tall, but memorable, Hatteras lighthouse, Statue of Liberty and the St Louis Arch.
We also enjoyed the train ride up Pike's Peak, 14000'.
 
Sounds a little creaky.

I got stuck in an elevator at work one morning. Alone, with my coffee and bagel . I only worked on the 3rd floor but got stuck on the second. The phone was not operable, so I banged on the door.

Now, Otis elevator test and repair building is only maybe 2 miles up the street. It took over an hour. I sat on the dirty floor and ate my bagel and drank my coffee.

They somehow raised the car but over-shot my floor by about 2 feet and it stopped. I had to jump down. All the big brass were waiting to help me, so no, I didn't fall.
 
One evening during the late 1990s a group of us had drinks in the Windows on the World bar/restaurant at the World Trade Center North Tower (Building One). It was a gorgeous view, but I couldn't wait to get back on the ground again. I've never been a fan of heights. (I'm not the one who set the evening's itinerary.)
 
Wow, RR, you really have your act together. I couldn't have been so calm.
I worked one time in a 5-story building, where our department was on the top floor. One day when I was waiting for the elevator and the car finally arrived, there was this woman there crawling on the floor of the car. Apparently the car was stuck for a while, and she had a serve case of claustrophobia and she was in bad shape. I ran back to my desk and called 911. But when I got back to her, she was much better, so I had to cancel the 911 call.
 
One evening during the late 1990s a group of us had drinks in the Windows on the World bar/restaurant at the World Trade Center North Tower (Building One). It was a gorgeous view, but I couldn't wait to get back on the ground again. I've never been a fan of heights. (I'm not the one who set the evening's itinerary.)

You'e so lucky to have that memory now, SS. I'd never been.
 
Wow, RR, you really have your act together. I couldn't have been so calm.
I worked one time in a 5-story building, where our department was on the top floor. One day when I was waiting for the elevator and the car finally arrived, there was this woman there crawling on the floor of the car. Apparently the car was stuck for a while, and she had a serve case of claustrophobia and she was in bad shape. I ran back to my desk and called 911. But when I got back to her, she was much better, so I had to cancel the 911 call.

Oh, the poor lady!
I was nervous at first but it's amazing how the human mind can adapt, given the chance! I had a whole hour.
 
I posted this a couple of weeks ago in another thread about phobias. But it seems like it might be appropriate here too.

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I don't know how those high steel workers do it.

I get queasy when I have to get up on my one story roof to clear off the leaves.

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The I.G. Farbin building in Frankfurt, Germany.

It's elevators have no doors. They travel slowly and don't stop.

You simply step in and step off. Kinda neat.

The "paternoster elevator", named because it's like a string of rosary beads......going around and around and never stopping (or maybe it's because you'd better say a prayer before you get on and off). I can't remember where, but I rode in one back in the 1960's somewhere in Europe. They used to call it "the elevator of death". It gave me the creeps. I didn't like self-service elevators back then and that one really skeeved me out.
 


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