| The best tour I ever had was at Princeton. The girl, a freshman, absolutely adored her subject, and was positively overflowing with praise of the school. She cast Princeton as a sort of wonderland where everyone was really happy, but not in the whitewashed way one would expect. She was wonderfully eccentric - the most memorable part of the tour was her imitating the fire-and-brimstone gruffness of the school's founder (I think) while in the building with the portraits of past principals.
I ended up rescinding my application when I got into Oxford, but Princeton was certainly my first-choice US school. |