Rounding the corner, I heard happiness, small voices rejoicing in song. It was just like coming out of the dark, scary part of the Monster Plantation ride at Six Flags back into the light and the happy music. The music grew louder as I approached..."Ding dong the witch is dead..."



















I even got to meet the Wizard! I asked him if he could make the women's restroom closer to my office.




















The Housing Dept. is responsible for this creative theme, which happens to be one of my favorite. After I followed the yellow brick road, and wished that there was 'No place like Homecoming,"....there it was....





















I made it to the women's restroom! I hope I left breadcrumbs so I can find my way back...wait, that's a whole other story and I'm still trying to explain "The Wizard of Oz" to Farshod, who is thinking American customs are pretty weird at this point!

Farshod is the talented co-worker who went along with me on my crazy expedition and photographically documented my successful trip to the bathroom.