We now invite you to leave the relative comforts of Nussbaum and venture northwest to Claremont in our continuing housing series. Also, don't forget online registration ends in three hours!

A few blocks northwest of the hustle and bustle of midtown Columbia is a calm oasis for the students who call it home. Cozy and intimate where many dorms are large and impersonal, 47 Claremont is the Morningside Heights of undergraduate housing. Former residents of institutional dorms like Carman will be happy to find that the wood floors and crown molding of Claremont reminds them more of home and happiness and less of prison and self-mutilation.

Recently refurbished, Claremont boasts all the amenities of Columbia's top suites, it's just a good bit more cramped. The kitchens are large and well equipped, complete with brand new stoves and enough cabinet space to hold all the provisions you will need to survive the long winter days when the wind tunnel that is Claremont Avenue prevents you from venturing outside. Other than the eat-in kitchen, however, there is almost no common space besides a large hallway. Just know that because of the size even the most restrained party can quickly become a sweaty writhing flesh pit once booze and guests are added. Group dinners force most to eat standing up, but don't worry about the inevitable spills this will cause: at 47 Claremont a housekeeper cleans up your kitchen and bathroom for you twice a week. Unfortunately she is very friendly—only-children, expect to be guilted into cleaning up after yourself within the first month.

Bwog announces the return of Thursday Room Hopping -- now on a new day!

Jessica's room in Claremont is probably the best place on campus to sit pretzel-style on the ground with some milk and cookies for a read-aloud.

The artistic senior spent the week of down-time before school began bringing the outdoors inside of her spacious single.

Clouds float and birds soar on her light green walls.

A tree, lovingly cut out of cardboard, sheds some of its leaves as if a squirrel had just disrupted some branches.

"New York can feel like a harsh, overcivilized place," she said. "I wanted to make it feel like I could have a picnic in my room."

The room has a beach-house feel to it -- Claremont's signature wood floors, the art on the walls, the beige throw-rug, the white canopy over her soft white bed. Books sit not on a shelf, but in a wicker basket on the floor, and a mug hangs delicately by its handle from a hook on the wall.

She has adorned her walls with art -- even the light switch has something to say.

-SEV