Footprints

A few days ago, while walking across the street to the dining hall for dinner, we saw a small group of guys jumping in and out of a plastic tub filled with flour and water. We weren't sure what they were doing, but it was rather amusing to watch them squish through the tub. I still have no idea what they were doing, and never got to see them finish their project.

We later saw something they created, probably unintentionally; a lovely set of footprints.