my dad was a civil engineer and whenever i find myself navigating a poorly designed parking lot in the USA i find myself smiling at the memory of him in the same situation cursing the city engineer who would approve such a design. god forbid it was planed incorrectly to drain after a rainstorm.
so i wish he was still around to explain what is going on with the elevators [lifts] in Asia - they are a nightmare for anyone with disabilities who is actually the group that most needs to use elevators. for a reason unfathomable to me the elevator access is never on the ground level - it's always up a half flight of stairs. then you get into the elevators which were clearly built for hobbits and travel at the speed of turtles.... okay... i'll admit that i have mild claustrophobia but still .... i'm holding my breath every time i step into one of them. karma must be on my side because i've yet to get stuck in one. on the plus side there always seems to be an elevator attendant so maybe it's his job to pry open the doors if the elevators get stuck.
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