I took a few photos from the deck; the little blue square you see mostly in the shadow at the base of the high rise is the hotel swimming pool. Some photos I took with my telephoto lens, some without.
The view is unbelievable, and of course the mountains in the distance add to the beauty of the scene.
Above the observation deck are a couple of carnival type rides, and I was able to photograph the participants, as the ride dangled them over the edge of the rooftop.
Nowadays my "extreme thrills" consist of trying to negotiate my way down a flight of stairs without landing on my butt! Hubby declined to visit the tower at all...he is not fond of heights, you may recall.
The Red Sox are playing the Angels tonight; we have a 42 inch screen TV at home. Our hotel room has a 23 inch screen TV. So as I write this, Hubby is downstairs in the bar; there is a 42 inch screen TV there. He tells me that except for the thump, thump, thump of the bass in the rock music that's playing, the clouds of cigarette smoke, the uncomfortable chairs and the barmaids in the skimpy uniforms that expose their "tramp stamps" and barely cover their pubes and nipples, it's just like watching the game at home!