Den Hauge, Netherlands –
The lady at the ticket counter turned around to look at me and burst into song.
“Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!”
I smiled and joined in for a brief refrain myself.
“Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!”
No, I had not stepped into a musical.
Nor had I entered into an alternate reality like you see in certain TV shows, where the characters burst into song whenever the mood strikes them.
Nope, I had just had the good timing to walk into the ticket lobby at Madurodam as a heavy snow was picking up steam.