<p>Since we are talking here about Ivy league dorm rooms and how small or shabby they might or might not be, I'll repeat a slightly updated post I put up on the Harvard board describing D1's freshman dorm experience:</p>
<p>Okay, here is my daughter's freshman housing story. This is her freshman dorm, Massachsetts Hall, built in 1720:</p>
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<p>Her room was on the 4th floor, the one just to the lower left of the big clock. In the 1750s John Adams' old room was on the ground floor directly beneath hers. Adams took a class in Astronomy and used to lay out on the sloping roof of Mass Hall at night to study the stars to learn his constellations,</p>
<p>On Move-In Day we lugged all her stuff up there (44 steps up the stairs and 44 steps back down) and got it piled in the middle of the room, I was little dismayed at how small it was. And with the steep sloping ceiling, I could stand upright in only about 2/3rds of the room. I think it must have been servants' quarters back in colonial times. </p>
<p>There were two bedrooms for two girls with a bathroom shared with the other two girls across the hallway. But one of the two bedrooms was much larger than the other. The housing people had put one bed in the small room and the other bed and <em>both</em> desks in the larger room, the smaller room being too small to fit both a bed and a desk. But the girls themselves soon sorted this out into a better arrangement. They put both desks into the small room, making it a study room, and both beds into the larger room making it a sleeping and dressing room. Cramped? Yes, but it worked out fine.</p>
<p>And after she had been in school for a week or two, one of the occasional great benefits of living on Harvard campus became evident. One of the guys in her entry way who lived a floor beneath the girls was a virtuoso cellist and was at Harvard studying to become the next Yo-Yo Ma (and in fact the actual Yo-Yo Ma is his mentor). And sometimes when his roommate was out this guy would practice in his room instead of going to a music room. And the whole stairwell was then filled with the most beautiful cello music, wafting up from under their feet. It was so beautiful that the entire stairwell, normally populated with chatty, noisy college kids, would fall silent in listening.</p>
<p>What a way to kick off your college experience - living with great new friends and surrounded by both fascinating history and incredible beauty.</p>