Seeing a picture of the carrels brought back so many memories. They were a godsend when you had to use many heavy books for your research and it was so much easier to store them there. It was a dedicated study space with few distractions, and you could keep your research all organized and safe. Of course, after a while people on the same corridor became friends and took study breaks together, then shut ourselves back in to work. What a mistake to get rid of them. They were wonderful for me, and I wrote a great thesis, on some obscure artist, never to be seen again by humans. But it taught me so much.
Seeing a picture of the carrels brought back so many memories. They were a godsend when you had to use many heavy books for your research and it was so much easier to store them there. It was a dedicated study space with few distractions, and you could keep your research all organized and safe. Of course, after a while people on the same corridor became friends and took study breaks together, then shut ourselves back in to work. What a mistake to get rid of them. They were wonderful for me, and I wrote a great thesis, on some obscure artist, never to be seen again by humans. But it taught me so much.