My friend Marisa had a lecture there for her Art History class. She asked if I'd go along because she wanted company & she doesn't know her way around the city very well... I said yes, because I've been meaning to go.
We got off the bus & walked 15 blocks in the rain, which I didn't mind at all. It was raining. I expected to get wet.
We finally get there & see there was(what looked like) a small line. We hop in the line & someone taps me on the shoulder & says, "Excuse me, the end of the line is back there." *points* The line went down the block.
......Not only down the block, but into an alley way...
We went down the alley way & found that there was a lot with a Six Flags Rollercoaster length line... We waited 45 minuets in the rain. Not only was it raining though, the water was pooling in the lot & for some God forsaken reason, my left shoe decided to get a gigantic crack in the bottem half way through the line. So i stood there with a squishy, cold foot.
We get in finally & I'm sopping wet. We go upstairs to the photography gallery for a half hour lecture & then she decided she wanted to leave because she was hungry. I didn't get to see anything else but the lobby, an elevator, & the photograpy gallery.