Harvard Law Review building
Oldest building on the Harvard grounds
I am so good at the Boston accent. I can say it all: clam chowdah, Haavid, Bawston. It's a beautiful thing really.
Actually, I'm terrible. In fact, I am pretty sure my "Boston accent" sounds more Jamaican than Bostonian. But if I went to Harvard, I think I could perfect it. And let me just say it: I love Harvard. I want to go here for law school. Of all the places I've considered for law, only Stanford holds a place in my heart like Harvard does. It's the Stanford of the East Coast, though I'm sure people here would call Stanford the Harvard of the West Coast. It's just a classic East Coast/West Coast battle, really. How cool.
Now, for me, it's a battle of the weather. As much as I loved the atmosphere of Harvard (I immediately felt my IQ go up a few points when I got off the subway and stepped through the gates), I'm a warm weather kind of gal. While out in California it was in the 60s, I was trying to keep my hands from freezing while taking out my camera to take pictures, or pulling out my map to figure
John Harvard and his lucky shoe
Yes, I rubbed it for good luck saying "pleeease let me get in here!"
out where I was on campus. New England just isn't the sunshine capital of the world, apparently.
But aside from the weather, Boston is a great place. I didn't really get to explore much of downtown because I really didn't have much time here. I barely even scratched the surface of Cambridge. It was all pretty much Harvard, walking around Harvard, sitting around Harvard... I basically took the greyhound from NYC last night, got here in the pouring rain and had to take all kind of public transportation to get to my hostel (which was amazing by the way, and I met the coolest girl I've ever met in my life from Brazil; we talked for hours upon my arrival last night), and will take a greyhound back to NYC tonight so I can fly home tomorrow. I hear it's snowing in Chicago. That's just my luck. Some spring break.
But back to Boston. Despite the trip being incredibly short, judging by the fact that I only had 2 cups of clam chowder during my stay here, I really love it. It's not as big as New York so it keeps a bit more of a hometown feel.
I guess it's more live-able, aside from the fact that it's incredibly expensive here. I'd love to be here in the summer and be able to spend some time walking around the Public Garden, ride the swan boats, take trips to the Cape, eat clam chowdah... it'd be the good life. I could perfect my accent, continue being a Cubs fan (someone would have to keep some semblance of a losing streak alive in Boston—might as well be me from Chicago), study law among some fairly cool historical sites, eat clam chowder...
I guess I don't really have much more to say since it was such a short trip. Overall, I'm pretty glad I was able to visit a handful of schools before I apply to them this fall. I visited Yale yesterday too, which was nice despite the rain and the fact that I was a homeless vagabond walking around the deserted number 1 law school in the country with my backpack. I was such a bum that actual bums complimented my backpack while I was in New York City yesterday morning on my way to catch my bus. I guess if law school doesn't work out,
I can at least be one of the cool bums...
But otherwise, I'm glad to go back home if only to go back to school. Being here, at all these great schools, has bumped up my motivation to finish school with a bigger bang than I was planning. I'm in my fifth year right now, and it's starting to drag. I'm getting tired of it, which is not a good thing when I'm about to put myself in the line of fire of being a first year law student. Walking around Harvard and NYU though has kind of reinvigorated me, even just for a little while. I guess if anything, I can go back to California and visit some law schools there, and hopefully get a tan!
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