This is the second story in a four-part series
about the 15th anniversary trip my
artist wife and I took to Paris.
The day had arrived. We were visiting the Louvre on this crisp, rainy day in Paris.
However, we had the small issue of her forgetting her membership at home – on a completely separate continent – to iron out first. Fortunately, the Friends of the Louvre Society has an office near the entrance. They replace lost or forgotten membership cards for a small fee.
With a fresh duplicata membership we beelined toward the entrance.
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