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?