As a wee Canadian girl, I would hear and fantasize about visiting Universal Studios in Los Angeles. The other day, a considerable amount of years later (I won't say how many. A woman never reveals her age), I decided to take the plunge. I drove to Universal City (I love that its name is inherently paradoxical. Is it simply a city? Is it universal?) to take the Universal Studios tour. Since it was the day before Thanksgiving, I figured that I would be the only person in the Hollywood-themed park. Most people had already left town. However, when I pulled up to pay for parking, I waited in a long line up of cars filled with passengers who were all sticking their arms out of their vehicles taking pictures. Of what? I'm not sure. Maybe the parking lot?
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