Alright, I do realize that the title of this post is a horrible title but that nursery rhyme kept going through my mind as I put together the hands hand feet of a nearly 2000 year old skeleton. Sometimes you just can't help yourself.
By old I mean very old.
It's interesting getting used to a place that has so much history.
I remember the first time I went to Damascus (in Syria not Jordan) and walked where I knew millions and millions of people had walked for centuries.
On the very street, under the very arch, through the same doorways.
It is a little bit mind blowing.
And it has this...feel to it.
Like you can feel all the people that have been there, like when you go somewhere you leave a little piece of yourself that those following can feel.
I love it.
While I am now at ACOR with lovely internet access and no longer at Petra (I was there for 3 weeks), I do have some pictures.
I will only post a few though because if I start putting more I may not be able to stop.
So here goes.
If you haven't seen pictures before (and you won't see it in the post) I wear a bandana (shown here) under a kaffia on site to avoid sunburn and dust in my eyes.
It is actually cooler too.
Picture Lawrence of Arabia and you will have an idea.
This is after work one day (sans kaffia).
I collapsed on the floor from heat and exhaustion.
But not heat exhaustion.
But if you look closely you will see that I have a Harry Potter lightening scar dirt mark.
Don't know what that means.
But if I get super powers I will let you know.
:)
Another day I came home after digging through a meter and a half of goat dung.
Let me rephrase.
It was a meter and a half deep.
And it was from a loculi that was a little over 3 meters long.
I'm not going to do the math because it will depress me how much dusty poop we moved.
So that "dust" on my face?
Yeah.
:(
Here is a view leaving Petra.
I love the landscape there.
Although I could put up a picture of St. George and it might be hard to tell the difference.
:)
We uncovered an undisturbed burial (very rare).
I had a bit of crash course in Osteology.
I think I did pretty darn good to be honest.
I was in charge of putting her hands and feet back together.
Yes, some of them fit perfectly which was amazing.
(and if you are thinking about that Humpty Dumpty song I was definitely NOT a member of all the kings horses and all the kings men, because we were able to put this skeleton together...haha nursery song, take that)
After we cleaned the skull we were able to glue what remained back together.
It was really remarkable.
So there is a quick update of things.
I post so sporadically I won't make any more promises but I will definitely try.
That's if they can keep the internet working at ACOR.
Could use some prayers there.
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