This week I went on an adventure to the 7th floor of Rosch Library. I had always heard of the view from the notorious 7th floor bathroom and decided I should take a look for myself.
It was a beautiful sunny day, the perfect temperature (not too hot but not too cold). After the UD soccer game, Liz Paris and I walked to Rosch Library to explore and look at the artwork they show. I enjoyed the huge statue about the story of Jesus. I couldn’t stop looking at it. I mean, the piece is huge, and there is a new story each way you look at it. The statue has everything from caveman, to Jesus. It is kind of a dreary statue for the most part, with the exception of the gates of heaven, which are very bright and pretty.
Once Liz and Paris pulled me away from the sculpture we went on the creepiest of elevators to the 7th floor. Once we got up there we quickly started looking for the bathroom. It wasn’t very hard to find so we all crammed into one stall to see the nice view of UD and Dayton. Then, all the sudden, we hear a toilet flush and bolt. To our surprise an old lady walked out and asked us if we would like to see a better view. She took us into the staff lounge and showed us these huge windows with an even better view than the bathroom. You could see all of UD and into Oakwood. The trees were bursting with reds and oranges. It was beautiful. Fall in a nutshell.
After the library, we went back to the lady’s office, which was full of pictures of pregnant women and children. There were a few statues of Russian dolls and dolls from other countries. I wasn’t too impressed by the pictures of the people. They were all under saturated which looks nice at times but not for a family portrait. To me it created a dreary affect to what should be a happy moment. Maybe the photographer intended the dullness of her photo to represent the thought or a moment between mother and child. I just didn’t find it that convincing. The dolls were cute but just looked like your typical doll. After looking at a plethora of art and views we said thank you to the nice old lady and walked back to the dorm.
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