I just got back from a wonderful trip to Paris. Paris is a truly amazing city, but it is not for sick people or people with disabilities. There are no elevators anywhere, just endless sets of stairs. Every time we took the subway and were switching lines or coming up to the street level I would climb a set of stairs and think that surely I must almost be there. Nope, there were always more sets of stairs to climb. Luckily I felt pretty good the whole trip. That may have something to do with the fact that I was kid-less, so I had no responsibilities besides myself. It was very relaxing! I even felt good enough to climb the 200ish stairs to the top of the Arc de Triomph, though I was sore for the rest of the week because of it.
I asked my Dad (who spends lots of time in Europe) how in the world people with disabilities get around in France without elevators. Unfortunately the answer is, they don’t, they just stay home. Though I don’t have a disability, my illness have definitely made stairs an insurmountable task at times in the past. I have never fully appreciated the availability of elevators before. It made me thankful for the American with Disabilities Act that requires such things. Apparently they don’t have the equivalent in France?