In the second semester of my senior year, I was fairly certain that I was going to attend a semi-local (1hr away from home) state university in Texas.  I had included Hendrix College in my application list due to encouragement from a college counselor at my high school, but I really was not interested, though they were actively recruiting me (for them, an out-of-state student).  However, my parents pretty much forced me to make a traditional college trip to Conway, AR, including interviews, tours, staying in the dorm with students, etc.  And after the first night, I knew Hendrix was the place...