I have a confession to make: I am scared of riding in escalators! I hate the sight of cockroaches. I cannot eat brinjal. Minor stuff really. I am petrified at the thought of escalators. Whenever I go to a mall, I spend an extra five minutes looking for the stairs. My dad has screamed at me everytime but that is when I love to remind him how scared he is of heights! My aunt tells me that very rarely do airports have stairs, especially abroad. I will cross that escalator when I come to it. Gulp!
There, I have said it now.