Aw, I didn't go to Explo. But I did go to Vassar - to visit, on occasion. And there I learned all about the wonder that is Wellesley, and about how, as a Women's Studies major, I obviously should have gone there (if I hadn't, in this theoretical universe where I could have afforded US foreign student fees at private universities, gone to Vassar itself, of course). They too sported unlocked doors on campus at the craziest times, for the most unlikely buildings - the telescope observatory one random night at 2am (the night we first tried the doors), and never again (though not because of anything we did), for example. Last year was my official I-was-originally-a-95 decade reunion at Queen's; this year is my I-actually-graduated-in-1996-due-to-giant-illness decade reunion, and we can't afford to go. Which is sort of terribly sad, but also okay, at the same time. I really believe in reunions, and went to my high school reunion a few years ago against my better judgement, though in the end it was very instructive to see that the-now-Dr. Hyndman was still Eric-the-spaz from high school, and that no matter how far away from the eighties we get, some people got stuck there, intellectually, for whatever incomprehensible reason. But I went to our five-year for university, and it was awesome. So I hope you have a great time, and enjoy the chicken!