So on Tuesday, I went to visit SUNY Albany and chat with their admissions people. I stayed overnight at Paul's place, and he gave me directions on how to get there, and further instructions on how to get to the visitor's parking lot. His parking directions included the phrase "Hop the curb", which I wasn't eager to do in my rather low-slung car.

When I got there, it was clear that no curb hopping was necessary: there were fine signs pointed the way to the visitor's lot. I followed the signs and ignored Paul's directions.

Foolish me.

The signs led all the way around campus, but notably not to a visitor lot. I only got to a visitor lot by ignoring the signs entirely.

Then I walked to the building on the map labelled "Admin". Except sometime between when the map was printed and now, that building was reassigned to contain parts of a couple of different departments. I had to ask around to get directions to the new Administration Center, which was not even on my map.

Once I got there though, I was able to talk to the nice people.

As a side note, college students sure look young. They're just as old as most of the Marines I was supervising, but the military haircuts and work outside in the sun give Marines an older look, to me.

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