The experience: On the elevator ride up 69 floors, I wasn’t sure what to expect. My amusement-park-loving mind had me envisioning an I-beam that swung out to suspend me over the edge, like the X-Scream ride at the top of the Strat Hotel in Las Vegas. But this is much, much tamer than that. The Beam (there are two) seats seven people, but if you go alone, as I did, you can ride it all by yourself.
The beam elevated me 12 feet off the deck and then rotated to point me uptown, looking out toward Central Park, but still with the deck safely and directly below me. It then rotated back to face a camera that photographed me.
