| Thought you might enjoy hearing about my D's experience 4 years ago.
We dropped her at the airport on Wednesday, and she flew into Midway, took the bus and overnighted in I house. Met up with host, with whom she had nothing in common, Thursday.
Meanwhile, wife and I took a mini vacation to the Hudson River valley above NYC. Friday morning at about 7:30 AM, I got a text message basically saying D was really sick and was throwing up all night. Called her and learned that when she threw up the first time, her host left the room never to be seen again. And she felt really bad....
Started calling numbers at the university, but only got answering machines. Around 8:30, connected with someone. Got a call back a short time later from an admissions aid who could finally help. Turns out one of the admissions folks (Jerry, don't remember his last name) was also a dorm head. He rescued our D and put her under the care of his wife. They even washed her sleeping bag and got her feeling well enough to be able to fly home Saturday.
End result was that D was so impressed with how they handled this, and the TLC she received, that it removed her doubts, even though she never got to see the classes and meet with the activities folks she wanted to on Friday (since she was sick in bed). |