The Man, The Myth, The Hauter

Upon entering the now-infamous "Monty," I came across what will history will surely deem one of the rarest species on our planet: the Hauter. The first time I saw this guy, I thought he was a distant cousin of Rivers Cuomo (the singer of Weezer). Upon further inspection, I would compare Hauter to a taller, slimer version of Zack Galifanikis from the Hangover, especially during the scene when he wakes up and is still dazed and confused from all the rufees (i.e. before he realizes there is a tiger next to him in the bathroom).

Regardless of what reminds you of Hauter, no one person is ever going to be able to replicate this living legend. The guy was awesome and I'm sure I am not the only one who believes that he definitely enhanced our trip. From the countless courtyard cookouts, to the truly remarkable spectacles he caused every meeting (i.e. the time he told us Katie had mono), Hauter will play an integral role in my memory of Antwerp. Without him, the trip would not have been as fun, and by all means, could have been a lot worse.

Alex, I don't know if you'll ever get to read this, but if you do, know that the smartest thing Newell Wright ever did was asking you to serve as the Monty Hall Director. Regardless of what other semesters may have thought about you, we truly appreciate all that you did for us and hope to see you sometime in the future. Until then, keep holding down the fort.