The only "perk" my university had was that it was located right in the middle of downtown Montreal. No gyms, no freebies, no dorms, etc. But incredible architecture, public libraries, lively streets with bars and pubs and cheap eateries, basically everything you need to enjoy those last years of freedom before real life kicks in. In those days, that particular university was considered the poor man's way to get an education. Turned out it ranked over the years among the best in Canada in areas such as international law, business and accounting, environmental sciences, arts and social sciences, etc.. Most of my classmates in the early late 70s and early 80s, myself included, had no problem competing for jobs with graduates from other prestigious universities.