You know those tiny stories, the ones just a paragraph long, that you sometimes skim and that often seem to be about people plunging from narrow roads down mountainsides? Today's bus ride to Stanley had me thinking about them. Those little safety rails would do NOTHING for a double-decker bus!
I have the weirdest fear of heights. How is it that cable cars are fine, but the escaltor ride up to the cable car had me quaking? I am odd.