One summer morning in July 2016, I climbed this crane. After posting on fb, I climbed down, walked about 5km to notice: I had forgotten my bag on top. Walked back. Got my bag and climbed down. Waited for the bus. But: My ticket was missing! Where could it be? A hunch occured. It could only still be on top of that crane. And there it was. Looking up that crane, I saw it lying around 150ft up there. Had to go back up there! Unfortunately, when I had managed half of the ladder, the cops showed up, so I went back down. One of the cops told the construction worker, who had called them, to get it. He came back down after half the way. So one of the officers climbed the thing and got me my purse, after weaving triumphantly from top of the crane with it.
