As I was shooting this, I wondered if perhaps it would be his last photo.
I was a little bit of a wuss on the trip and it dawned on me that I'm afraid of heights. Never put this together before, but I could not get near the edge here and hated that Michael was there...and walked all hunched over and terrified on the Eiffel Tower.
Oh well, it won't stop me from doing things, but I'll just stay away from the edge.
I don't get nervous when I'm near an edge, but I do a lot when other people are. Here where there are sandy cliffs, we must always be aware of weak overhangs. This scene is quite beautiful.
Love the composition and light in this one! I too am afraid of heights but like you push myself to a certain point. Proud of you for that! Fabulous photo!
@koalagardens Maybe there were other closer times. It is funny. I wonder if we change, or if I've always been this way? I guess thinking back perhaps being high has always made me a little woosy.
Don't feel bad, the first time we went to the top of the Eifel Tower, my big, bad soldier husband who jumped out of airplanes, pinned me against the wall as soon as the elevator doors opened. I liked to never hot free from his arm, as he had a death grip on me. He finally shuffled closer to the edge to see the view, so you are not alone in the fear of heights. I don't have a fear of heights, only a fear of falling, so as long as I'm secure, I love the view. I won't jump out of an airplane, though.
