Story Time…
by Steven Mooney
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I’d like to take a minute
Straight from my lawn
To how I became the prince of a town called Eleon
In west Calgary born and raised
Uvic was where I spent most of my days
Chillin’ out maxin’ relaxin’ all cool
And all writing some essays outside of school
When a couple GRS students, up to no good
Started talking archeology, no one understood
I got in one little debate knew I was gone
Mom said ‘You’re diggin’ with your professors in Eleon’
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a shovel and then she gave me my ticket.
I pulled out Herodotus and said, ‘I might as well kick it’.
Sandy beaches, yo this is bad
Drinking ouzo out of a champagne glass.
Is this what Boeotia be living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said φρέσκο and it had a kombolói hanging on the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab far from rare
There was a Mycenaean sherd that flew out
I ain’t trying to find this era yet!
I just got through the first locus here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning, on to the next tier
I pulled up to the Mamoni’s about 6 or 7
And I yelled to the cabbie ‘Yo homes smell ya later’
On Saturday we had a trench tour from Aiden Chimney, a visit from Oxford Professor Irene Lemos, Director of excavations at Lefkandi, and we had a late evening session to finish some important excavations. We also had a chance for a nice Arma sunset.
I’ll post some photos now and hope to continue more with the blog during the week.
Pottery Processing
by Evelyn Feldman
We pack up the site for the day around 1:00, but the day’s work is not over yet; after a delicious lunch at Stavroula’s, the 25-ish minute car trip back to Dilesi, and a break during siesta, the hottest period of the day, the whole group goes to work again at 5:00 pm for pottery washing. The only exceptions are on Saturdays, when we skip pottery washing and start the weekend early (saving the unwashed pottery and bones for an extra big work load on Monday) and on this past Thursday the 19th, when we started right when we got back and worked through siesta. That experience made me truly appreciate the mid-day break, as it was much, much sunnier and hotter in the courtyard where we work at 2:30 than it is at 5:00.
Group photo Monday. Midpoint of the season, reaching maximum numbers = 51 people all together. We welcome back Matt Pihokker and Mina Nikolovieni, and, new to our team, Vassiliki Nikolovieni. Sadly we say good-bye to Dr. Ben Marsh and his son Duncan. Both have contributed a great deal to our project.
The Truth about the Raiders of the Lost Ark
by Lorna McVey
It has been a long time since I have thought archaeologists were all handsome men in leather jackets and hats who battled against the evil plots of the Nazis and the old Soviet Russian state to control the world using ancient magical relics. It has been a real pleasure to be given the privilege to work a long side professional archaeologists and to see how a real site is excavated and to be a part of that. Although sometimes when you are picking through dirt that just will not move I cannot say that I would not turn down a secret entrance that is only revealed at high noon by the staff of Ra. It would certainly make digging much easier.
















































