Small Rocks in My Boots and Other Life Lessons

Now that our time in Turkey is quickly drawing to a close, I want to reflect on some of the out-of-classroom learning all this dirt and sweat has brought about. Please excuse any spelling and grammatical errors below since this whole “learning” and “self-reflection”...

Another Multifaceted Characteristic

This month in a nutshell: 13 young Americans, dozens of Turks, two semi-reliable busses, one cramped dig house, one washing machine, three pairs of dig shorts, six hours of sleep, one ever-changing acropolis, and me, hanging out somewhere in that dynamic, trying to...

Classic Travel Abroad Confidence

I know it is pretty clichéd to talk about how a trip abroad completely changed your outlook on life or gave you some great personal insight, but I would be lying if I said it wasn’t true. This trip has challenged me in many ways and pushed me pretty far out of my...

Reflections

Since I write this with only a final few days left in Turkey, it seems like the appropriate time to reflect on all the things one should after a life-changing experience. While there’s much to be pensive about, perhaps that which is most important to me is reflecting...

A day in the diggy-hole

At five in the morning, every morning, a delightful cacophony of everyone’s phones alarms fills the air of the apartment. Reluctantly, bodies shamble upwards about 20 minutes after the phones are silenced. Quickly picking outfits for the day they rush towards the door...

The Life of An Archaeology Intern

I have some reservations about trying to describe an average day for the excavation. One of the biggest reasons why is that nothing about being here is average for me. Life here is clearly different from life back in the United States and with our short amount of time...