Linda Maye Adams

E is for Elevator


We ride in elevators all the time, and most of the time we don’t think about it all.  They’ve become commonplace over the years.  But one of the scariest ones I was on recently was in Las Vegas. I went to the Paris Casino to ride up to the top of the Eiffel Tower.  I’m afraid of heights, but I figured that since I would be inside a building, I would be okay.

But this elevator had glass sides.  So as we rose, the world dropped away.  My stomach dropped with it, and I kept wondering if I had lost my mind for trying this.  I must have looked quite alarmed because the guide said, “We’ll be up in 90 seconds.”  That seemed like forever!  I stared at my feet, and then the elevator stopped.  I felt like a cat hopping out of the box after a trip to the vet.  I’m sure, if I had fur, I would have had that mashed down fur look.  But after a few minutes, I was okay, and marveled at how high I was.  I was even higher than all the casinos and I could see all of Las Vegas!   It turned out to be a marvelous experience that I’m glad I had.

QUESTION FOR YOU:  What’s a place you’ve been to where you had to experience a bit of danger — real or perceived — to enjoy the adventure?

10 Comments

  1. I guess for me it would be the first trip I took to Norway. I had never been out of the US before and I went by myself. Everything was unfamiliar and I felt very far from home. I was actually pretty unsettled for the first few days until I got used to being there.

    Like

    • I think I’d get lost, and lost, and lost. I don’t have any sense of direction. Add a foreign language, and I’d probably end up in another country that I didn’t intend to be in!

      Like

  2. I like sea kayaking but I’m terrified of rolling and not being able to get the skirt off to escape while upside down under the water. So I limit where and when I go but I still love what I manage to do. Great post Linda.

    Like

    • Sea kayaking sounds like fun. What’s that like?

      Like

      • I really love it – except for the above comment 🙂 So close to the water you really feel a part of it, not sitting up above as you are in a yacht or most other kinds of boats. If you ever get the opportunity to try it for a few hours I highly recommend it – you become part of the whole not just an observer. Hmm better stop now . . .

        Like

  3. I use to mountain bike. Also, a soldier in Check Rebpulic pulled me out of a train by my hair at gun point, and threw me in a cell. I had no idea why at the time. That was pretty frightening. 🙂

    Like

    • That must have been terrifying! My father presented a scientific paper there at a scientific congress there before the wall fell, and both my parents went. They didn’t have any problems, but they were carefully escorted. How long were you in the cell?

      Like

  4. You reminded me of a trip I took to Las Vegas when I visited the roller coaster in New York, New York. For anyone who hasn’t been there is winds through the building, then outside over the street. I don’t like roller coasters, but I road it on a dare. My husband said, “Let’s go.” He thought I wouldn’t do it but just to be ornery I said, “Yeah, lets go.” He didn’t want to go but since he challenged me he couldn’t back down. Oh, gawd, it was awful. They have a camera outside that snaps a picture of you at the worst point. I was screaming with my head down! It was not fun and I will never do it again.

    Like

    • I was in the Luxor, across the street from the roller coaster. Looked at it and my immediate reaction was “No way!” That was one of the few attractions I stayed far away from!

      Like

  5. Good question! The first that comes to mind is cycling in Eastern Hungary , going off road and being surrounded by a group of gypsy boys who later blocked my path….should write a blog post about that at some point – maybe T for Tiza….

    Like

%d bloggers like this: