Apparently, a school can be judged by its baked goods and the art on its walls. Last Friday I visited the other school that accepted me, this one being in downtown New York City. The location is excellent: a few blocks from the PATH, and near all the courts (because apparently that is important). The entire event was much more formal yet much less in depth than the previous school visit. Also, it seems to be a place where people who wish they were at better NYC schools go. As for the baked goods, it was a prepackaged Pepperidge Farm deal. The school in New Hampshire had a much fresher cookie. Same ends, but a different means there. The art on the walls, on the other hand, was just bad.
So between this and and the two rejection letters received this week, all signs points north to New Hampshire.
