You would think that after being here for three semesters and a summer I would have seen everything in the town of Davidson. Such is not the case.
Often a complaint students have of the small liberal art school is that it exists in a bubble. Geographically isolated, in the “middle of nowhere” are phrases that come to mind when prospective students think of going from a big city like New York or Washington to the little hamlet of Davidson. But time in and time out this small town proves me wrong. Continue reading
