Even though Lisa had just broken her foot, she still flew to LA to spend a few days with me and Katie. At the Getty Museum, we took the tram to the top of the hill and then asked where we could rent a wheelchair.
"Up that flight of stairs," the guard told us, pointing at the impressive staircase of stone steps.
"Up a flight of stairs?" I asked.
"Well, we do have elevators if you prefer..."
