On August 27th while I waited for the SGA retreat in the lounge outside the MPR, I sat down at a table. At a table over sat another student. He was on the phone with his aunt, begging her to come pick him up. Alas, she wasn’t able to make it to Ship until 10 pm, so he told her that he’d take the bus to Harrisburg and get a train back to Philly from there. This was at 3p.m.