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Howdy. So I don't feel completely foolish for putting the mess of my insides out in public, fortunately. I'm greatful for the commentary and advice - thank you.
Since last weekend I've gone up and down, round and about, all over the place. Drama overlapped more drama. I honestly don't know how I get myself into these situations! There is something about the dig context though: you're separated from your world, out in the middle of nowhere, spending the whole of your time with a band of archaeologists, who are by nature more than a little nutso. Any little happening becomes enourmous, and when it's something major, everyone goes through the turmoil. And it's not just me, even my peers here from Bologna feel it!
I'm at a friends' house right now, and feeling rather impolite for being away (necessary though it is for planning my inter-dig movements), so I won't bother with telling too much more of the story. But I will say that I'm doing well. Little by little, I've been able to make sense of a lot of the story. I do learn ever so slowly! Obviously I suffered a lot, but I haven't been the only one. More on all that later.
Very briefly, let me note that the dig has been decimated by last week's torrential storm. Since our activities remove ground vegetation, water mud and runoff have covered most of what I worked on these last five weeks. A spectacular destruction! Next week we try to recuperate what zones we can. I must say, I ain't never seen nothing like it.
Since last weekend I've gone up and down, round and about, all over the place. Drama overlapped more drama. I honestly don't know how I get myself into these situations! There is something about the dig context though: you're separated from your world, out in the middle of nowhere, spending the whole of your time with a band of archaeologists, who are by nature more than a little nutso. Any little happening becomes enourmous, and when it's something major, everyone goes through the turmoil. And it's not just me, even my peers here from Bologna feel it!
I'm at a friends' house right now, and feeling rather impolite for being away (necessary though it is for planning my inter-dig movements), so I won't bother with telling too much more of the story. But I will say that I'm doing well. Little by little, I've been able to make sense of a lot of the story. I do learn ever so slowly! Obviously I suffered a lot, but I haven't been the only one. More on all that later.
Very briefly, let me note that the dig has been decimated by last week's torrential storm. Since our activities remove ground vegetation, water mud and runoff have covered most of what I worked on these last five weeks. A spectacular destruction! Next week we try to recuperate what zones we can. I must say, I ain't never seen nothing like it.
posted by Nicolas at 4:49 AM
4 Comments:
Ouch, that has to suck. All that work, undone...does that happen often? To a smaller extent, I mean? Don't fret, though - at least you're doing what you love, even if it's a do-over.
Didier
Anonymous: Scott Kesterson
Interesting... a spiritual site that was cleansed by the rain. What mysteries await you?
Je suis contente que tu te sentes mieux. C'est toujours dur quand on est en plein milieu. Et qui sait, peut-être que la pluie aura déblayé une bonne surprise.
To follow up, before the larger entry:
Yep, it happens from time to time. Though I've never seen anything like it. In Normandy it rained steadily for 3 weeks, so we were used to it. Didn't have to "do over" much really, since we tend to document as we go. One of a couple differences between what we do and what's considered "robbing." There was this one post-hole that had to be uncovered though, since we hadn't put it to plan yet. Overall, moistened earth is easier to work with than parched earth, so we managed alright.
As for "spiritual site that was cleansed" and so forth, I'm afraid to say I've been working on a habitation zone, where people lived, cooked, weaved, and munched on foods. You could say, "what site is not spiritual?" But my job is not really all that mystical. Sorry if it's disenchanting, but it's just the way we work.
En fait, ons a peut-etre pu voir certaines structures plus facilement, qu'on poursuivra les annees prochaines, mais pas grand chose d'inaperçus. Il y avait ce joli petit four... mais je laisse pour plus tard au "post" prochain.
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