Ahhh... the Old Well. Happiness. Memories. Nostalgia. Blue was running through my veins again. It was good to be reminded of my Tar Heel roots and loyalties. This really is one of the finest places on earth.
My friends posed in front of the main quad. We remembered skipping class. It was great.
We stopped in the pit and tried to pretend to be students. I think they're pulling it off.
The Yogurt Pump. It's still there. It's still happy.
I found Woodchuck on tap. This also made me happy.
In fact, I was so happy that Alison and Jamie decided to get some too! This is our pretending to be 21 photo.
We ended the evening consuming more sugar and walking on Franklin Street. Not too shabby.
Carolina girls ARE the best in the world. awwww... I know that was cheesy but I couldn't resist.
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