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Originally posted on Monday, July 28, 2014
Originally posted on Saturday, July 26, 2014 Redemption! I attacked the final bone quiz and achieved a personal best. Damn that juvenile pubis, I knew it wasn’t a clavicle, yet couldn’t get the sympheseal aspect out of my mind. No matter, must always learn! The lecture of the day consisted of Taphonomy, and featured several …
Originally posted on Saturday, July 26, 2014 Trauma analysis. The morning lectures are getting closer to the practical, working our way into pathologies. I see more and more of the members leering, their morbid curiosity obviously fuelling their desire to be here. There are worse reasons to be here, but neck craning hardly seems a …
Originally posted on Tuesday, July 22, 2014 The halfway point is now in our rearview mirrors, and I’m not sure how to feel. I can’t wait to see my family, my beautiful wife and my amazing daughter, but at the same moment, I hate the thought of leaving. Completely. The thought of going back to …
Originally posted on Sunday, July 20, 2014 I have found the 1991 documentary, Children of the Cradle, which I saw at a very impressionable age. It was the first time I remember seeing that not everyone lived as I did, that places like this existed in my world still. It was also my first time seeing …
Originally posted on Sunday, July 20, 2014 We arose. The bus was the one who was late. As should be expected by now. Nine of us rode the self same bus to the Jesus Heart Chapel of Odorheiu, a pilgrimage to the various churches surrounding the countryside to which we felt some semblance of connectivity. …
Originally posted on Saturday, July 19, 2014 As the second week draws to a close, we have completed the basic osteology refresher. Amazing new information, and new ways of thinking of old information, but the real meat and potatoes of the workshop was only just revealed to us. Individual burials needed to be inventoried, measured, …
Originally posted on Wednesday, July 16, 2014 This week, considering it’s only the second one, has been one of familiarity. We go to lecture, we study in the lab, we clean off gravedirt from bones. Rinse and repeat. After the spending orgy of the weekend, even the inexpensive food of Romania seems steep, and peanut …
Originally posted on Monday, July 14, 2014 I spent my 35th birthday in Brasov, Romania An old lady selling flowers on the side of the market street. I bought some from her for more than she was expecting, I think, she kissed the money and let me take this wonderful photograph
Originally posted on Monday, July 14, 2014 This morning, I had spent 34 years nearly obsessed wtih a variety of castles throughout the world, yet had never set foot in one. As the night closes in around me while I write this, I have now explored two. Not just any two, but two of the …