Pictures pictures pictures

Hooray for pictures.

Matt, Ricky, Steffen and John (L to R)
Matt and a girl from New Zealand whose name I don't think I ever caught. Matt is quite possibly the worst karaoke singer I've ever heard.
I don't really know what to say about these cows. That's why I took pictures of them. I think (and really hope) that they are ironic.

These aliens were in the display case beside the cows.

This one's for Inder. I have no idea why it's in blue, underlined font. I can't seem to get it to stop. Chin chin, inder.There is a lot of ping-pong playing at lunch. Much hilarity typically ensues, as you can see from the smiles and laughter, I suspect. The tables are stone, all-weather, and it turns out you can actually play ping-pong in a light rain or below zero as long as you're desperate enough.
Lastly, I felt in my last pictures that I didn't go the dessert table justice, so here it is near the start of a meal rather than at its picked-over end. They will refill / replace most of these dishes at least once during the meal. More disturbing is that there is another dessert table at the other, non-MBA student, buffet station, where alternate and additional desserts may be had.
And finally, the cheese table. It's the smallest table, but by my count, they've managed to put 12 cheeses on it, which is more than respectable. Actually, it's disturbing. There's a 12-cheese cheese plate at my disposal at lunch 5 days a week. Bring it on.