It was a rainy day in Paris when my sister and I decided to go see an exhibition on The Little Prince at the Musée des Arts Décoratifs.
"Do we need to get tickets in advance?" I asked.
"No, we walked right into Musée Picasso-Paris without tickets," my sister replied. "We'll go early. We won't have any trouble."
There was a line. It was a long line. And that line, it turns out, was just the line for the people with advance tickets. We got in line that would go in after that. We waited. And waited. And it rained and rained. We came prepared with raincoats and umbrellas, but it wasn't enough. The rain found a way to get past the umbrella and under the raincoats. We were drenched by the time the nice usher allowed the long line of ticketed patrons in and then got to those of us who hadn't expected a crowd at an exhibit for a thin French children's book. But we did get in, and the usher even handed out tidy plastic bags for our umbrellas. This is Paris, after all.
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