A Day in the Trench

4:55 AM— My alarm goes off before the sun has risen. I get up five minutes earlier than the other girls in the room so I can get a spot in the bathroom. Once we’re all up the six of us shuffle around each other with half-opened eyes, sniffing our dig clothes and...

Fear Factor Breakfast

I expected to face many trials on this archaeological expedition– scorching heat, demanding physical labor, awkward farmer’s tans—but Turkish bees never crossed my mind. “Bees?” you may ask, “what’s so bad about bees? If you don’t bother them, they won’t bother...

Space for Farming

As a sociology and anthropology major, I find the concept of space fascinating. How the environment in which people live shapes their lives, and in turn how people change their own environments to make it more suitable to the kind of lives they wish to live is...

Simple Pleasures

The nature of our work here in Turkey means that you’re going to be uncomfortable a lot of the time. It’s hot, it’s sticky, it’s dirty. No matter how much water you drink, it never feels like enough. You burn through calories at an alarming rate, meaning you work with...

Ponderings

Archeology is a guessing game. We hypothesis, analyze, postulate – trying to understand what is happening in our trench and what that says about what is happening in the surrounding area. This can be difficult. Nothing an archeologist says is 100 %. Rather it is what...

Sometimes, Blindness is Bliss

I like swimming with goggles. There’s something about being able to see what’s going on in the water around you (where the pool wall is how deep the bottom is, what’s creeping up on you, etc) that I’ve always found comforting. Well, that and it keeps my eyes from...

Dirt

Dirt. But here we call it soil. Soil is a formal, clean, refined term for granular substance produced by millions of years of erosion. Soil is not as worthless, filthy, or dirty as dirt. Soil is simply something, a barrier between us and whatever lies beneath our...

Off the Cliff

A soft mist pervades the mountain side, fountains of light trickling through to illuminate the terraced banana plantation. The sound of swallows hunting insects overhead blends with that of waves lapping against the shore. I breathe it all in, basking in the beauty of...

Week 2 Busted Knee

As we’ve continued learning the necessities in working at our site, such as taking measurements to see how deep we’ve dug at the end of the day and labeling our finds (such as a glass base, bones, pottery, and architectural remains) in bags, I’ve had...

Adventures of The Filthy Five (Part One)

It was a hot day, like every other, in the land of Turkey when Kirbus the Great looked upon the dusty walls of his new home on the Cragos of Antiochia.  Accompanied by his faithful, and wiser, companions Anna the Fearless and Lizzy the Mighty, Kirbus directed his eyes...