Five years ago, at the age of 20,
I found myself sitting on a plane, travelling to a foreign country by myself
for the first time in my life. To say that I was a little nervous would be an
understatement. Mostly, though, I was really excited. I was going to Jordan to
participate in my first excavation! I could potentially find something that a
bona fide archaeologist might write a paper about. My hands would be the first
human hands in thousands of years to come into contact with the objects I would
find. I do not know if I can describe the excitement that stirred in me, still
stirs in me. I was practically buzzing the entire flight.
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