Blog: Time, Place, Form and Event Part 7 - 2018-04-29
Morning three. Instead of heading for the sauna after breakfast, two "pages" hustled us across campus to a three story, rectangular building with no sign, number, or identifying marks. Unlike the other buildings I'd been in, there was no person manning a front desk. We climbed the stairs to a lobby-like room on the third floor where a fifteen or sixteen year-old boy told to us to take a seat; my auditor would be out for me shortly.
We sat down on one of the three couches and I turned to Roxy. "Auditing?"