At the far end of the first floor; a generous offering of beer and supurb sour apple martinis (all you martini purists can go take a powder, allright? It was de-licious!) while we waited to board an automible-sized elevator to the second floor. In its day, this was the largest elevator anywhere.

Because the walls of the elevator were open, traveling upwards felt a little like Disney's Haunted Mansion in reverse.