Seriously, call them before you come. Call them back when they don't pick up. Leave voicemails. Consider sky-writing. Whatever it takes.
I myself gave up after a few business-hour calls that went unanswered. Do you see where this is going? Yep - I eventually thought, it's the Friday after Christmas at 10am, I should probably be okay. I got there and found it wasn't, nor would it be okay until Monday, when I would no longer be in town (well, there could be Sunday services, but I had a conflict). I just looked from the beyond the gate and briefly cursed the institution of marriage, or at least until I remembered that I was married myself.
Considering this was truly about the only attraction in Miami that looked to be my style, I was pretty crushed but oh well. It could have been worse - imagine if I'd just driven to this place's original site in Spain to get a good look.
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