Reminds me of Las Vegas and its 20 billion escalators. Ugh!! I have a phobia of stairs and escalators, so needless to say, I was miserable and opted for the elevators every time, which drove my friends crazy. I'm glad to know this about Paris now.
That's an odd phobia. Paris has a lot of stairs and a serious lack of escalators and elevators. I managed to hurt an old knee injury and it was pretty uncomfortable getting around at times. I very much enjoyed Paris in spite of it though.
Not really: more healthy, more natural and far less likely to catch anybody else's grossness.
Certain outfits would make that quite a precarious endeavour. My backside never touches any toilet seat anyway but I'd rather be squatting above something a few inches away than something in the ground like that.
