Rushing back from the ghost town of Brownsville, the plan was to pick up Max Fishbrain and head north to Niagara in Canada. However, plans don't always work out how you expect. Fishbrain was determined to get up high in the city before leaving and had found someone local to take us up a curious tall building on the edge of town. built-in 1926 and standing 160m tall, it was originally built surrounded by farmland and must have looked rather out of place. It's part of the local University.
Unlike most tall buildings, we were able to use the lift and negated the use of stairs. We popped out somewhere in the 30 stories region and went to find a certain room. However, on getting to the right area, the room was gone. The floor was being renovated. The next bit was a bit scary, as the chap that took us up here, popped out a window with nothing more than some electrical cord wrapped around himself. As he descended a few floors down. Grateful for his daring escapade. We pulled up and replaced the electrical cord, and descended to the floor our daredevil companion was on, and he let us in.

Looking south to the Monongahela River, halfway down the photo on the left is the Charles Anders0n Memorial Bridge. The bridge utilizes the rarely used Wichert truss, whatever that is.

The skyscrapers of downtown, and the Peterson events centre in the foreground. Duquesne and Crafton Heights are in the background.

Light trails down Forbes Av

The burnt (in photographic terminology) front of St. Paul's Cathedral. The impressive collonaded building is the Mellon Institute of Industrial Research, apparently the walls are radioactive?! The small church in the foreground is the Heinz Memorial Chapel, built by the founder of the Beans company for his mum!

Some locals turned up as well, and jazz fags passed around. I chatted to one local who was very big on ancient Buddhism amongst other things. Also chatted to a BASE jumper who was afraid of heights(?!?).
As dusk turned to night, it was time to say goodbyes and head back to the car. Bigger things waited for us a few hundred miles north.

Thanks to all those involved.