My school
The entrance to my school. Just up the road is the World Trade Organization. We use part of their basement for our library and computer lab.
Villa Barton, the home of the Graduate Institute for International Studies. It doesn't seem too big to accomodate 1000+ students, does it? Well, even with classrooms in other buildings, I get the impression that space is pretty limited for our popular little school. But that is fine with me, if the alternative would be to mow over some gardens and throw up an atrocious 60's architectural style (the ugliest decade ever, Frank Lloyd Wright notwithstanding) building, as it so happened at LSU once upon a time.
And just down from my school is Lake Geneva, where I saw this Duck a-swimming. Maybe it is serene scenes such as these that drew the other people I saw out from their stuffy offices in the WTO. Then again, maybe they had nowhere else to eat lunch.
Villa Barton, the home of the Graduate Institute for International Studies. It doesn't seem too big to accomodate 1000+ students, does it? Well, even with classrooms in other buildings, I get the impression that space is pretty limited for our popular little school. But that is fine with me, if the alternative would be to mow over some gardens and throw up an atrocious 60's architectural style (the ugliest decade ever, Frank Lloyd Wright notwithstanding) building, as it so happened at LSU once upon a time.
And just down from my school is Lake Geneva, where I saw this Duck a-swimming. Maybe it is serene scenes such as these that drew the other people I saw out from their stuffy offices in the WTO. Then again, maybe they had nowhere else to eat lunch.
posted by Ben at 9:57 AM
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