Today will be special in my field-work career. A normal field-walk morning turned into somthing pretty awesome as I came across a grinding stone that was strangely shaped.
Normally grinding stones are irregular with one flat surface (buried into the sand with scorpians living under them).
But this one.
This one was different
It was hourglass shaped with a smooth surface in the middle.
Curiouser and curiouser.
After some discussion and quibbling it was decided that it was a animal tethering stone... A find that has not previously been found in a context and time-period like this before.
To most people it was a pretty shaped rock.
To us, this thing represents a new avenue for understanding the emergence of agricultural practice in this area.
Exciting shit.
With a newly adopted carefree attitude we jumped onto the back of the Land Rover and set off at high speed across the desert to our next transect area... The fatal error made here was that I had failed to secure my hat. Fuck.
RIP Hat. I only knew you for a day, but you kept my nose non-burnt. 5eva.
Soon after I started to frizzle in the sun. Luckily "hot guy" (Im 99% sure that most of our dig crew dont actually know his actual name, as literally everyone in the house now just refers to him as hot guy...) had bought a number of head scarves (why? who knows... roll with it) and hastened to tie me a fashionable head-scarf...
by fashionable here I mean... I looked fucking ridiculous...
BUT! I WAS NO LONGER BECOMING RUDOLF THE RED NOSED ARCHAEOLOGIST.
Celebration was had. Transects were walked.
The day was a happy one.
The earlier sadness of losing my hat was soon replaced by the kind of joy that only a head-wimple can bring.
Today we also learnt that a sock and a bottle of water are all you need to create ice-cold beverages in the middle of a desert.
By placing the water bottle inside the sock and continuously moistening the sock you create evaporation, which cools the drinks down to aound 5 degrees...
We are planning on brining magaritas and pinnicoladas to the field tomorow using this method :3
The evening was a designated TV night. Rach drunk way too much gin and made obsurd comments and the rest of us fell asleep half way through battlestar gallactica (for shame).
Crew sitting out in the field
Me and Sammy in the control room back at base
The theodolite in action in the field
Josh not in action in the field
Dig house courtyard featuring the snazzy tents and volleyball area
The upstairs balcony area of the dig-house :3
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