Aleksandra the Great’s Exploits

On Wednesday, I moved in to Bryn Mawr’s Rockefeller dorm, a gift of John D. Rockefeller. This is a very good dorm to get into for the first year at BMC. Most of the rooms are singles and have doors with glass panes that can be painted:

The stairwells and hallways are very spacious. Note the double doors leading to this first floor hallway:

So it’s all luxurious and lovely and everything you’d expect the rich girls at the turn of the century to have. And then there are the servants’ quarters:

The servants’ quarters continue down this hallway, and some of the rooms have the glass doors and everything. Then you come to a wall and a stairway with an Exit sign, but do not find my room. As it turns out, you have to go down the stairs and around the corner to come to four rooms tucked away in the Lost Corridor. As least two of these rooms back here, including mine, are doubles. But they are wide doubles with windows on two walls so there can be air flow, and two separate closets and very low lighting:

That is my half of the room. It is so well-divided that my roommate and I, for whatever unknown reason, could tape a line down the middle and only cross paths at the entrance. By far, though, the best thing about living all the way back here, at least a minute’s walk from the laundry room and tea pantry, is the single bathroom:

See how there is only one shower, one stall, and one sink? That means there’s a private bathroom for the six (potentially eight) of us who live back here. Of course, if it’s occupied, we could always run up the stairs and use the bathroom at the end of the first grouping of servants’ rooms.

So this is where I live. As for an explanation as to why I haven’t posted in so freaking long and a recap of what I’ve been up to since June, that will have to wait until next time.