A post by Alex Ohman
Last Thursday (The 20th) as I was walking down the hill after our days work, my stomach felt odd. The next day I didn’t make it out to the field, as I had followed in the steps of our beloved Andrew Lawrence, and came down with a cold. Saturday I also didn’t make it out, but Sunday I did feel up for our trip to the Mediterranean.
This isn’t actually that trip, I haven’t put those pictures on my computer yet, but so it goes. The trip was a blast, but it did not help me in my sickness, and the next day, Monday, I went out to the field, climbed the hill, got to our square and said “this was a mistake), and I went in and remained in until Yesterday (Friday the 28th). While I was in I helped as best I could with pottery washing and paper work. I enjoy paper work and I can stand pottery washing, but I wanted to get out to the field again before we left for Jerusalem. And so, as I said a few sentences ago, I did.
We took our final photos so we were out at 4:30 in the morning, sweeping and preparing our square to be immortalized in photograph. My square mates did a lot of work while I was gone, the square looked great. Our grindstone was out in the open, the plaster floors had been shown, and I’m sure you’ll hear more about that from Rob. The morning went quick, and when we were done with everything and were the last group to leave the field this season. I decided to walk back to the Kibbutz with Paul (our Carthage Alumni, recent Yale Divinity School grad), and the rest of our day consisted of paperwork, and rest. We had a pool party later in the evening, and from then until we all fell asleep we celebrated the accomplishments that we achieved during our time at Omrit.