I know it's been a few days so I apologize but I've been pretty tired. Anyhow I will recap as best I can and try to keep this short since it's 11pm here. So after my last post that night we went out as a group. We wandered around the port as the sun set and I tried to get some decent photos but I'm not sure any of them turned out. It was so nice to go out as a whole group and hang out and get to know each other. We are eight girls sharing basically a two bedroom flat, we better get to know and like each other. We had sangria and I hated it. But at least I can say I had sangria in Spain! We ordered tapas to go with it and I got to eat all re olives I wanted (I had been craving them all day). Our night ended a little later than I had hoped but it was a good experience none the less. We woke up pretty drained yesterday, to say the least, and our lead archaeologist just laughed at us as we wielded pick axes at 830 in the morning. Brittany and I peeled off all the surface layer of dirt in our trench and got down to the bedrock. I was pretty proud of us, it was quite deep and about 8ft long, if not longer. I feel like a weird mix between a gardener, landscaper, contruction worker and an archaeologist. However after our tench was completed we moved onto our very own grave. Only the top inch of the tomb stone was exposed so ours was brand new and we have it all to ourselves. We started digging around the outside of the tomb to reveal the outline which is really neat. It's slabs of cut rock that form an outline of an entire tomb. It's almost stereotypical looking. The grave seems oddly small and I'm not quite sure how they fit people into it. We didn't get the finish outlining it yesterday but we went out again as a group for gelato and explored the cathedral of the island. I spent hours trying to upload some of my photos onto facebook so you can have a look at them on my page if you want. They aren't the greatest and I haven't filtered through them yet so I apologize. Anyway today we spent the entire day on the dig site. We finished the outline and are now scraping back the superficial layer. I have officially found my first bone. And no, unfortunately I have not run into the undead, Dad. It's a small bone and I'm not sure where it comes from and Jo wasn't sure either but I'm still excited. I'm actually excavating a real tomb! I feel like a bit of a grave digger, though, not going to lie. Spain is turning out to be quite an adventure but nothing too crazy. We may go kayaking this weekend and visit a convent that is on the highest point of the island. So far that has been my trip. Doug, thanks for passing it on and tell my TC group I say hi (as well as to the rest of YG, please). I miss and love you all and goodnight!!
- Liz
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