Wow, I am really bad about updating...

June 3 (The rest of the stuff from the dig kind of runs together after this point. I will do my best to keep in chronological order, but my main task is to write down what I remember.)

Second Day of Digging. I found a really cool piece of Crusader Era pottery that I was not able to keep. I did get a couple of pictures of it though. I was hoping to keep it because it actually had a glaze on it, which the pieces from the Roman time did not. I found some other pieces of glass that may have been Roman, and a large piece of pottery rim. (These were all listed in my journal. I was still keeping track of what I found at that point. I wasn’t tired of the freaking rocks and dirt and pottery shards yet…).
More tourists came by as they did most days. They took pictures of us. That always made me feel funny. These people seemed to get the idea that we were what Archeology is. And I guess we are/were. Undergrads and non-Academics doing the grunt work. It was still kind of funny. (Later on in during the dig, Katherine managed to make some money off of one of the tourists. He asked if he could take her picture and she told him, “10 shekels.” He pulled out the change he had in his pocket and gave her 7.)
Elizabeth told us about the cobblestones during Popsicle break this day. It was the only place where it is known for certain that Jesus may have stood. They were from the Roman time period and it was the road of the main entrance into Bethsaida. Jesus was known to have visited Bethsaida pretty often since several of his disciples were from there. So I have stood where Jesus stood…
After we got done digging each day, we would return to the Kibbutz for lunch. We ate in the dining hall for lunch, though for dinner we would eat in the hotel. (I am really glad it worked out that way. The food was not as good in the dining hall.) I don’t remember exactly what day this happened, but I am going to relate this story here. While I was in line to get some humus for my bread (the humus was AMAZING), there was a man in line behind me. He looks at me and then asks, “Are you Hawaiian?” I told him no, I am part Japanese. He then starts talking to me in Japanese, which really started to throw me off. I was trying to learn Hebrew! I told him I didn’t know any Japanese, and he told me he would teach me. He was in the process of teaching himself Japanese because he is planning a trip there. His son and his family live there currently so he has been before. So, for the rest of the time I was there, Hanan’s goal was to teach me Japanese while my goal was to learn more Hebrew…
We had the first pottery reading. It was supposed to start at 4, but Elizabeth announced that it was going to start at 4:30. It was long and boring and Mappold wasn’t even there. Turns out it was required. I still ended up going at least part of the time most days, but I never really paid attention to what was going on. I just went to talk to people. There was a pretty cool flight of birds that day. People stopped to take pictures.
This was the first night that I went down to the Sea of Galilee to hang out with people. It was beautiful and the people were fantastic. I finally found a type of wine that I liked, but I may only have liked it because of the situation. I don’t remember at all what we talked about, but I remember that Nate, Nic, Eugene, Tony, Laura, Lauren and I were there, as were several other people, but I can’t recall who. I think Jordan was there, and we hopped the fence to get in because we were too lazy to walk around the hotel. After that, Lauren, Nate and I saw a few Truman people in the lobby of the hotel so we stopped to talk to them for a little while. Then I went to bed.