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I dug until 10:30 (official breakfast) today, and had to stop, but I lasted out the rest of the day washing pottery. A morning snack helps- 4 hours hard work without breakfast is impossible. No heatstroke, and straight to the beach afterwards. It's utterly amazing. You go from being hot and tired and sticky and dirty and miserable, and the minute you enter the water you're sure you'll never be hot again. Still a bit worried about my ability to pull my weight at all, though. Need to last to noon tomorrow.
Much interpersonal drama at the dig. I'm sure whenever that small a group of people spends that much time together in a stressful situation, you're going to get people hating each other. Anyway, there's Tom, the truly odd and abrasive woman, and her husband Carmel. They sing during pottery washing, badly-old Hebrew kibbutz songs, I believe. She is a feminist with issues with men, especially ones in authority, and is a bit of an unteachable know it all. Keeps picking fights with all the male area leaders. Carmel, on the other hand, is truly nice and sweet and smoking hot (wow!) and besotted by her. Very odd couple indeed. Everyone hates Yuval as well, an Israeli student who apparently made a reputation as a whining brown-noser at school, doesn't think he should be required to be here, and feels a definite aversion to work (except, oddly, overly destructive pickaxing).
Terrace wall found! I missed the early-dig drama about D and his divining-rod fixation, but he feels incredibly vindicated and it's a bit awkward because we all think he's off his gourd. Not having been there, I can't say whether he actually predicted this wall for sure, but he sure as hell thinks he did, and it's like his very own baby. Seems to be a terrace wall below the Byzantine rubbish pit, possibly for gardens connected to the Roman villa. And there was much rejoicing.
Much interpersonal drama at the dig. I'm sure whenever that small a group of people spends that much time together in a stressful situation, you're going to get people hating each other. Anyway, there's Tom, the truly odd and abrasive woman, and her husband Carmel. They sing during pottery washing, badly-old Hebrew kibbutz songs, I believe. She is a feminist with issues with men, especially ones in authority, and is a bit of an unteachable know it all. Keeps picking fights with all the male area leaders. Carmel, on the other hand, is truly nice and sweet and smoking hot (wow!) and besotted by her. Very odd couple indeed. Everyone hates Yuval as well, an Israeli student who apparently made a reputation as a whining brown-noser at school, doesn't think he should be required to be here, and feels a definite aversion to work (except, oddly, overly destructive pickaxing).
Terrace wall found! I missed the early-dig drama about D and his divining-rod fixation, but he feels incredibly vindicated and it's a bit awkward because we all think he's off his gourd. Not having been there, I can't say whether he actually predicted this wall for sure, but he sure as hell thinks he did, and it's like his very own baby. Seems to be a terrace wall below the Byzantine rubbish pit, possibly for gardens connected to the Roman villa. And there was much rejoicing.