Hypnotized by a building

Calgary was a clean city with tourist maps at intervals around town. If you looked lost, someone asked if you needed directions. That happened to me.

Over Calgary

I hadn’t been up to the Calgary tower in over ten years and all I remembered was the transparent floor where people stood to take a selfie. Me, I wasn’t going to stand on that see-through floor as if I was floating on air. I didn’t need that sick feeling rushing through me from way up.