I see that this may, indeed, be a bi-annual update rather than a true-to-ones-followers sort of blog. And smack bang in the middle of my Masters degree (I hope), after an infuriating trip to Zimbabwe, a conference in hilly Swaziland and enlightening visits to bone-collections all over South Africa, one would think I have something deep and meaningful to say.
Unfortunately, I have realised that that is the problem with academia. The more you discover and the more people you meet, the more intimidated you feel and the less you feel you know. So the next few blogs will be small humble accounts of my year. A year when my personal life has blossomed and my academic life has started to get interesting.
But before that, I need a moment to reflect on my immediate future. I am going home to visit my family. If you have ever wondered what inspired me to be an archaeologist, you might have to wonder for a very long time. But what made me mad can definitely be traced back to my large Catholic family of varying devoutness, and Catholic-ness (some are Jews, which I suppose is half-Catholic, and Anglican, which is less so). Buddhist boyfriend in tow, this should be an interesting Christmas at my Jewish aunts house.
If nothing else comes from this holiday, I will at least have a superb collection of anthropological gold.
Have a good holiday!
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