At the top!
Summer 1982. Was my first visit, of a long series, to the USA and couldn’t avoid to go for a visit to the famous WTC, at that time was possible to reach the top, I remember the incredible sensation I felt while ascendig at huge speed with the elevator.
Once at the top it was leg shacking watching down the building laying off the low barrier, I could see the tower bending back and forth due to the strong wind of that day.
Well, those days were days I felt in love with USA.
