Not many building on tourist itineraries live up to expectations. St Peter's is overwhelmingly vulgar, the pyramids aren't remote enough, Elvis' actual birthplace in Tupelo was deemed too tacky to spring on his adoring public and so the version presented is only a fictional cradle of the King. However, more by accident than by design, I recently saw something that really did hit the button. I'd seen pictures of Fallingwater since I was about 16, but it wasn't till last month that I actually found myself in the holiday house that Frank Lloyd Wright built in 1936, at the age of 68.
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