The Unicorn

Alright, so the title of this blog is Left at the Unicorn, which to some may mean a whole lot of "huh?"

Well.

Here's the story:

My friend Patrick, the grad student, had a class on the third floor of Kings College, one of the older buildings on campus. He gets to the building on the first day of class and goes up the stairs. One flight, two flights, no third floor. What? But...my class! He wanders for DAYS! Ok, not really. He actually goes down to the main office and asks about the third floor (which is not forbidden to students). He is told to exit the main building, turn left at the unicorn statue and re-enter the building at the next door because his class is in the TOWER!

I also have a class in the tower to the left of the unicorn. About the legend of Arthur. It's pretty awesome.