Time-honored tradition: making friends in the dining hall. I can't say it's quiet but it certainly is a place for real conversation. Today I walked around what seems a huge room with a loud crazy mess of interaction going on, but then I focused on particular instances of young people really getting to know each other - talking mostly in particulars. There's nothing abstract about it: what we did; what we hope to do tonight or tomorrow; who did what for the first time; etc. I apologetically break up some of these conversations to snap a photo, but it's okay: the smiles on their faces show how good this scene is. The dining hall is vital to the Frost Valley magic.