I remember as a child standing in a very short line for the Pirates of the Caribbean ride in New Orleans place in Disneyland, CA, and after the ride, leaving through an exit that funneled to a back lot, where I spotted facade-like doors and stairs leading to areas not open to the public. Years later, while on a private tour through the company I was working for at the time, who was Disney’s preferred banker, we were privy to a secret club which was behind one of those doors. You can imagine my excitement about the privilege. Too bad we weren’t allowed to take photographs then. Someone I knew once told me that she celebrated New Year’s in Australia and then flew to Hawaii to celebrate it again, again the thought of being able to do that seemed amazing to me. For those who love bookstores and libraries as much as I do, then consider a night’s stay in Paris bookstore Success comes in all ages – as we all know – and …