The time was July of 2005. The place was Israel. The occasion was archaeology. One day, the group was trying to determine the source of Andrea's seemingly everlasting energy. Out of the blue, Dr. Schuler stated, "I've got a theory. You're really an alien. You unzip your skin and you're like a giant cockroach inside!" I have not forgotten that day, and would just like to say, "Dr. Schuler, I'm NOT an alien!"...or am I? Ready for another digging season? (wink wink)
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
who's counting?
charter bus to Jerusalem taxi to the bus stop bus to Tel Aviv 2 busses to the airport (some students leave) taxi to a "lovely" 5 star hotel (well, maybe 5 negative stars...) taxi to the airport plane to athens plane to New York City (in American dollars, I paid "911" to fly to New York City...) taxi to Penn Station in downtown Manhatten (I've never been to New York before...cool!) Amtrak train to Philadelphia (hey...it was only 2 hours late!) My older sister and her soon to be father-in-law drive Cameron and me to her house (my older sister never looked so good!)
12 modes of transportation (and a partridge in a pear tree) later...I'm sitting in my pajamas and ready to eat some pepperoni pizza tonight...
And what can we say from all of this? God has gone overboard in a lesson on patience...
I'm a senior at Concordia, St. Paul and plan on graduating in May with my degree in elementary ed. and art ed. This is my second season digging in Israel.
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