Perk of the Day: Confronted with a two-inch concrete lip on the door to the public pool where my oldest is signed up for swimming lessons, I looked around and caught the attention of the nearest lifeguard for some help maneuvering my wheelchair over the sill. He was very helpful and wheeled me -- right on into the women's changing room. (No, no one was naked.) They were appreciative. I feel slightly evil.
Hey, if you're going to have to deal with inaccessibility to public areas, you might as well have fun with it before making That Phone Call to the city hall.