freshman year of college I (a simple lesbian) met a gay dude and we instantly clicked and started talking about our childhoods and stuff and discovered we were born in the same hospital on the same day so we became each other’s beards and watched hentai together every weekend
That sentence started and ended in very different places
Teaching students how to describe soil colors, but you’ve got no clue what greyish-brown or brownish-grey is yourself
I’ve probably eaten dead Roman
Trowel throwing competitions
Giving names to skeletons you’re excavating
You’re on a constant field walk. Architecture, place names, street signs… You spot it all
Comparing weather app predictions with your colleagues
Collecting pretty stones, preferably quartz or silex
Being very possessive over a shovel
Trying to find north without a compass so the lot of us are standing there hoping the sun breaks through
Bonus addition: I’ve seen plenty of archaeologists who collect broken bits of ceramic smoking pipes and they hold competitions to who has more, measured by weight
I haven’t found an archaeological company in Belgium that actually owns a Munsell Chart
