HEIGHTS!!!! Yikes...I forgot about that one. I went to this amusement park last year and hubby thought it would be cool to go to the top of the "EIFFEL Tower". Not previously being aware that I hate a height phobia, I went. Got to the top. Elevator doors opened. I busted into tears and lost my breath. All I could see was sky and I my head started to spin. I clung to what little wall there was a grabbed my hubby as hard as I could and sobbed. The tour lady asked my hubby if i was OK. He said "NO!" She said well get her back on the elevator. She neglected to say that we had to walk around to the other side. In reality it was probably 10 feet, tops. To me it felt like 10000000000 miles. I got back on the elevator to go down and I never took my head out of hubbys neck. It was terrible. Bright side is.....I now know I hate heights..