Hubby & I went to my 25th high-school reunion, held in a very fancy hotel up on the tenth floor. All elevators were glass and went up the outside of the building. There was no way I was going in those elevator, told Hubby we could use the stairs. There was no way Hubby was going to hike up 10 stories! We ended up using the big freight elevator the hotel uses for furniture.For me it's small spaces. To the point I'd rather take the stairs than ride in an elevator.


