The salty bullion and dried vegetable aroma of "Cup Noodles" sold in the vending machines (with their faux wood paneling) in community college basement just off of the lecture hall where the 9:35pm Linear Algebra class met MWF.
You could have beef or chicken. That would be dinner as the cafeteria was closed and nothing near campus would be open when class let out at 11:00
Oddly I *do* miss teaching night school... sort of.
There is nothing like community college architecture. It's this ideal mixture of ambition, inventiveness, shabbiness, and the liminal.
Every building takes risks, and some work... some do not, but at least they are interesting. And there is no gobs of money to hide weaknesses in design. The architecture must triumph on its merits without fancy surface details, or landscaping to cover for bad ideas.
Someone should make a coffee table book of just liminal photos of different community colleges.
@TheJen @futurebird Same here.
I had two years at community college before transferring to a four year university. It was a great experience. The instructors were there to teach.