Well, we didn’t end up making it into the lectures on time. After a horrible set of directions from Google Maps and an ill-fated trip to Trenton, we got there far too late to get in. I would, however, like to thank the extremely drunk, middle aged Princeton alumni who directed us towards McCosh Hall with eloquence and speed. Never in my life have I heard such an inebriated group of people give such perfect directions without even a hint of drunken slur.
Bravo!
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