Gittin' the young-in' edumacated

We started off our summer vacation this year with brain work. We toured two of the schools on Lindsay's college list. These are not her 'dream' schools, but they were on her 'maybe' list.

I'm still not prepared about her going away to college; yes, I am one of 'those' Mothers. 

Flagler College in St. Augustine. I searched everywhere for that fountain of youth, but it has alluded me. Actually, I think Linds is sitting next to it....and apparently she drank it all. She just turned 57!

As we waited (and waited and waited) for our tour to begin, the Coach had a few (100) wise words. 

 The school is chock full of history. What does chock mean anyway?
See, I did NOT attend college.
St. Augustine is a sleepy little beach town with a ton of ghosts. 

The girls dorms are located in the old Ponce De Leon Hotel. I'm pretty sure that ole Ponce DID not stay here, but some other notable people did. I'm positive this is the ghost headquarters of the town. 

 No two rooms (dorm rooms) here are the same and most of them have (non working) fireplaces. 

 It was quite grand inside. This is the ceiling of the rotunda.
{I learned that from HGTV and not college}

 We had possibly the dorkiest of tour guides and were accompanied by more than dorky families asking the silliest of questions. (What kinds of soda do you sell here? Is there a curfew?) We were thankful when the tour was done and we could poke fun at all of them. It's what we do.

The next morning we toured a MUCH bigger school. Still not her dream school, but it was very nice. 

 Flagler was so small, a map was not necessary. 

I guess if one ever got lost here, you could just follow the $$.

Two days of me being in at College and I was exhausted. A vacation was necessary. 

Plus, I had to wash my toga {toga!toga!toga!}
Remember when I said I didn't want Linds to go away to college? Well after 8 days of traveling together, I'm packing her bags. LOL!

Today: back to the grind!!

XOXO