And a half-night's sleep I got, if only that much. As if by magic, I arrived at JFK airport just in time... to see every flight being delayed by 2 hours thanks to the fact that the clouds and the ground fell madly in love and started a passionate, foggy affair. As if by magic once more, however, *my* flight left on time, and I found myself in Boston before noon. Boston is *way* better than NYC, for the record. It's an easier town to live in. The public transportation was simple enough, for example, that within an hour I had met Abby, and her friend Sharon, at the Museum of Fine Arts to see some ancient stuff. From there, it was off to Chinatown for lunch at the famous Taiwan Cafe. From there, we walked all the way down Newbury Ave. (high-end shopping street) until the very end, where we caught a bus to MIT. Seriously, those two girls knew how to run around a town. By MIT I was completely beat, but I was excited to see the place. From there we rode a turtle-paced bus in to Harvard, where I finally managed to catch up with Kathy, get indoors, and set my bag down.Not that it had been that torturous outside. Boston is a beautiful city, as is Cambridge, and the weather once again had been unseasonably nice. I swear, I bring this stuff with me. Anyway, now that I was finally indoors, it wasn't long until I met Kathy's roommate and boyfriend. After a short run to the local dining hall with the three of them, we came back to Kathy's room to waste time. I chilled with various people all evening, meeting a German exchange student, a London-native hallmate, and occasionally even catching up with Kathy. That continued until about 3am, when Fiona and I retired to sleep and all the others had decided to start working. It seems like P2 and Harvard really have a lot of differences, despite similarly brilliant applicant pools. Harvard's approach is, universally, "get'r'done." The work they do is very straightforward, and so long as it gets done, whatever else they do is fine. Seriously, these guys bring procrastination and sleep deprivation to completely new heights unknown by UT students - even the smartest and laziest. In any case, these guys know how to have fun, even if on a Monday night.I'd have to sleep well, because the next day I was off to the belly of the beast - Harvard Law.