Danger is a strange one, when you’re younger you don’t see it,when you’re older you see it every where. I don’t have a problem with heights, but I do have a problem with people at heights.
You go somewhere as stunning as The Cliffs of Moher, you see the wall is there to protect the cows not the people (It’s quite windy up there, and the cows could quite easily get blown off the edge, nobody wants to see that!). Yet you still have to go to the edge of the crumbling path to build yourself a tower from the crumbling rocks.
I don’t understand it. There seems to be some kind of competition, as to who can build the tower in the most dangerous place. I don’t know when this idea started, but I don’t like it.