When we were wandering the streets, feeling rather hot and hungry, and with no real aim in mind, we spotted in the distance a very tall building. "ah, air-con", we thought, and so decided we would find that building and go up its lift. In our normal maverick-tourist style, we once again found ourselves down a small dark alley where nobody spoke any English and the only thing that smelt worse that the streets was the food they were trying to sell to us. Luckily we popped out the other end to find a nice park, a very cheap restaurant and our quest for the very tall building was complete. And it was well worth it, with a whole 57 floors of lift excitement to enjoy (much to the amusement of the attendent on the 57th when we appeared up there for the second time!).