| Entry: | During the last two days, I felt really bad, and I attribute this all to the sudden shift from a free and healthy palaeolithic way of life back to neolithic labouring.
During the last four travel grant months I've been in a small hunter band of two men and me, roaming the landscape at our will. We would see archaeological sites whenever we pleased and sit under a tree and eat and rest as often as we needed to. We had fresh grilled meat or liver, brain and other intestines everyday and could follow our likes and dislikes in eating and drinking immediately. There was no one telling me when to get up and how long to work and when to have my break and where to sleep and I could choose if I wanted to talk to a particular person or not. And I learned that in a small band under extreme conditions being direct and open is the only way to get along.
Now my life has changed radically: I am in a crowd, supposed to be polite and talkative even with people I am not at all interested in. I have to think about if I hurt people by just telling them I want to be alone. I have to be diplomatic and disciplined again. A time schedule is imposed onto me. Vegetable food cooked in broth and lacking in protein is put onto the table in front of me. The time that is assigned for the eating breaks is not enough for me to get calories into my stomach. I start eating immedialtely and get up from the table half-hungry. Obviously caloric density is too low here on the site. Looking forward to have grilled meat tomorrow in Konya. So during the last days I a bad digestion, was annoyed by the fact that wherever I go someone is there, too, couldn't be active for longer than two hours in one go and felt a bad urge to just walk walk walk away. Very restless, especially when I heard that my travel mates had an - fortunately not really serious - accident out there.
So I felt really bad and could not write a diary until today, when finanlly the interest in the archaeology took over after yet another night of long sleep in my tent.
26.6.:
Finished cleaning trench 5 and had nice overwiew shots by Naomie when the tent wasn't up yet.
Using unit 14212 Ben, Jenn, Kathie K. and Ray removed the topsoil from the additional 2m we extend the trench 5 extension by. 14213 is the arbitrary spit we use for removing the possibly hellenistic ploughsoil and slope downwash around the graves and features we dug last year. Naomie and Ross started to take that soil down in the NW corner of the trench. 14217 is the same as 14213, but S of the 975m line and was begun by Alex and Kathie H. They came across a cluster of human bones soon and attributed numbers 14214 and 14215 as cut and fill to them. As they seemed very dislocated, no skeleton was assigned.
27.6.:
During the first hours of the mornng the workmen with Ibrahim finished setting up the tent.
Naomie and Ross identified an animal burrowing in the NW corner of the trench and scooped it out with unit 14218 and took 14213 further down.
Alex and Kathie H. went on digging down 14217 and identified unit 14219 as something I cannot read on the sheet.
Peter and me started taking off the topsoil from the baulk using 14220. Then I stayed in after lunch as I was desperately hungry and tired (lovely Peter made me a sausage sandwich at 3 PM). Alex and Kathie H. outlined a possible grave sitting in 14217 ith a fill unit 14221.
Ben identified a plastered mudbrick 14223 and someone called KN took a unit number 14222.Entered By: ER |
