High old times...

Roberta got high and has the pictures to prove it, including some that actually make her city appear attractive. In the comments, various souls react to the concept of height, recalling an interesting March day in 2003.

On Inishmore, in the Aran Islands of Galway Bay, stands what is left of a huge Iron Age fort called Dun Aonghasa. As Wiki says:

Exploring Dún Aonghasa requires a bit of climbing, and there is no rail at the edge of the cliff, so it may not be a good place to visit with small children or people with mobility problems.

Translated, this means you walk across a large flat section of castle grounds with nothing between you and a a 330-foot sheer drop to rocks and wild water. It's windy. About six or eight feet back you flop prone and inch your way forward, just far enough to stick your head over the edgestone and see the maelstrom below. Your daughter and her husband then give you Hell for scaring them, so you have to avow it wasn't really dangerous and you weren't at all frightened, Not a bit.

Can you imagine a place like that in the hands of our safety nazis?