Princeton University.I had a closer look at some of these paintings. What I found interesting (and I looked twice to make sure I'm not wrong) is that the people in those antique looking paintings are actually professors from the 1970s to 1990s.
Monday, September 1, 2008
Dining Hall
Princeton University.I had a closer look at some of these paintings. What I found interesting (and I looked twice to make sure I'm not wrong) is that the people in those antique looking paintings are actually professors from the 1970s to 1990s.
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My university dining hall looks nowhere near as cool as this.
From Richard Feynman's "Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman":
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My father took me to Princeton in his car, and I got my room, and he left. I hadn't been there an hour when I was met by a man: "I'm the Mahstahof Residences heah, and I should like to tell you that the Dean is having a Tea this aftanoon, and he should like to have all of you come. Perhaps you would be so kind as to inform your roommate, Mr. Serette."
That was my introduction to the graduate "College" at Princeton, where all the students lived. It was like an imitation Oxford or Cambridge-- complete with accents (the master of residences was a professor of "French littrachaw"). There was a porter downstairs, everybody had nice rooms, and we ate all our meals together, wearing academic gowns, in a great hall which had stained-glass windows.
So the very afternoon I arrived in Princeton I'm going to the dean's tea, and I didn't even know what a "tea" was, or why! I had no social abilities whatsoever; I had no experience with this sort of thing.
So I come up to the door, and there's Dean Eisenhart, greeting the new students: "Oh, you're Mr. Feynman," he says. "We're glad to have you." So that helped a little, because he recognized me, somehow.
I go through the door, and there are some ladies, and some girls, too. It's all very formal and I'm thinking about where to sit down and should I sit next to this girl, or not, and how should I behave, when I hear a voice behind me.
"Would you like cream or lemon in your tea, Mr. Feynman?" It's Mrs. Eisenhart, pouring tea.
"I'll have both, thank you," I say, still looking for where I'm going to sit, when suddenly I hear "Heh-heh-heh-heh-heh. Surely you're joking, Mr. Feynman."
Joking? Joking? What the hell did I just say? Then I realized what I had done. So that was my first experience with this tea business.
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I'm wondering if it's the same hall :)
For me it looks like the dining-room from the harry potter - books. Maybe, Misses Rowling was inspired by the princeton university.
oh..wer lesen kann ist klar im vorteil..ich war schon sehr beeindruckt gerade von der mensa in princeton :)...
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