cheers to all for the kind words! I'm glad everyone enjoys my tales!
I'll try to throw in any crazy archaeologist adventures from the summer.... because trust me they always seem to happen...
peace and :smoke:
hippy
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now back to America where I hear news like this
http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/loca ... 1974.story
can't wait to get back eh?
well what do you expect this is Illinios, the land of greed and corruption, just look at our former governor!
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Good ol' US of A eh? hehe ah well.... I'll only be here temporarily...
then it's off to the UK for some diggin in the dirt....
find me a roman temple
then it's off to the UK for some diggin in the dirt....
find me a roman temple
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The article says its a republican. what do you expect. IMHO, I dont think the repubics have a leg to stand on right now.SRH_Spaded wrote:now back to America where I hear news like this
http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/loca ... 1974.story
can't wait to get back eh?
well what do you expect this is Illinios, the land of greed and corruption, just look at our former governor!
I need a miracle everyday
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nizzle thats funny you mention that.... because that would be a simply smashing idea sir!
plus my dig is right outside of Oxford!... lucky break eh?
we'll take a saturday and sort something out...
peace,
hippy
plus my dig is right outside of Oxford!... lucky break eh?
we'll take a saturday and sort something out...
peace,
hippy
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Beach hookahs
So I know I haven't been around for a while, but I've been back in the US and I have to say...Life there is just soooo hectic... Every day there was this errand to run, and these people to visit... and this to go see.. my god...
no green in sight either... i decided to give myself a break... seeing as how I smoke far too much... give myself some tolerance back... and it's worked to an extent... it's taking far less to get me high...
My travels back to the Netherlands were scarred with crazy weather and bad delays... followed by unexpected surprises...
I was delayed overnight in NYC having to fly then to Chicago, to fly to Amsterdam.... and since I was on a crappy airline like United, they only flew out once a day.... figures there had to be horrendous thunderstorms so I couldnt even get to Chicago...
but it wasn't all bad... I was able to chill at my cousins house for the night.... when her boyfriend came home at like 4 AM... (he's a musician who just did a show in Charleston SC and drove back)... he offered a nice bowl of some excellent NYC weed.... which is always enjoyable after a long day...
The biggest surprise had to be when I arrived back home to find a new package! my portable vaporiser... the iolite... was at the post office!!
I hopped on the bike and rode down over there.... grabbed it and went searching for the open coffeeshop...
picked up some amnesia and hurried on home.... after some annoying starts and a few bugs... it started to work...
and my oh my how high did i fly!!! i smoked maybe half a bowls worth, a third of a joint's worth.... and my god was my head soaring... as was my body.... which is interesting from the Amnesia haze...
now there's one slight problem.... I messed up filling the butane and I broke the can of butane lighter fluid.... and since I'm in the netherlands.... where nothing needed is open on the weekends.... I'm still without lighter fluid...... back to the joints i guess... at least for a few days...
now... on to the beach...
It was the 4th of July... one of the biggest holidays in America. Fireworks, picnics, parades, the whole works... and I was sitting in my room wondering what to do... the weather was lovely... a hot sun but cool breeze gently wafting through the air.... occationally giving you a refreshing blow.... i'd been sitting thinking... and smoking.... and sitting.... when my roommate knocks on my door!
my hilarious dutch roommate is 18 years old and just going into higher education... in some ways he's very mature... works, has internships, goes to school... and others he's still just a kid... when he talks about his "high school" like romances it makes me chuckle a bit...he's really a good kid though...
him and his buddy were going to the beach... a half hour bus ride from Leiden... after a bit of cajoling... (i was enjoying my seat thinking about going somewhere...) we hopped on the bus....took the quick ride into town... my roommates friend... lets call him marty... went to a private english speaking school in Denmark... and was quite curious about american culture... Definitely an intellectual... as the bus rolled on down the road we discussed politics, healthcare, the new american president... everything I love to talk about with Non Americans... The more I hear how others perceive my culture, helps me better understand their culture... plus it's nice to right a few wrongs from watching too much MTV and news...
We roll up to the beach and disembark... out near Noordwijk... (check out the hostel there flying pig... really nice)
P.S.- to the brazillian and polish guys... sorry I missed ya! But i bet you had a blast in the cultural craziness if you went to leiden.... the city is a carnival...
aaaaaanyways....
As we hit the beach you get this strong cool, fresh breeze, with only a hint of salt... the sand streched for what seemed like miles and miles... and it was really packed.... hundreds of red and yellow wind blockers and umbrellas...
we set up camp near the water and marty proceeds to pull out his hookah pipe... perfect for beach weather of course!... and I pull out my bag of Northern lights and Amnesia Haze...
what a lovely combination.... so he packs it up... but realizes that he forgot the freakin hose!! hahaha... no matter we sucked out the metal hole and got plenty baked.... plus the brews they brought were like 11.6% Alcohol! crazy dutchies!
As we sit I began to notice the many people walking by... and yes... i'll admit it... I looked at the hot girls in bikinis.... but to be honest who wouldn't? It's a beautiful sight on a beautiful beach and I'm appreciating all that is good in the world....
so in my stoned haze i drifted off to sleep.... with the warm sun on my back, the cool breeze, the sound of the waves lightly washing up on the shore... kids laughing and playing... splashing... people enjoying life....
until I woke up 2 hours later..... as red as a lobster!!!! god damn pasty white heritage!!!
gah!
we meandered on back to the bus at around 7 and went back to Leiden... stopped at the train station to get some pasta from Juliana's... a nice chain with really good healthy meals... cooked fast... they just boil fresh pasta, pick basil and reheat sauce and mix it all together... so lovely..
so I'm back until tuesday morning.... when I fly out to England for a month long camping session digging in the dirt
things learned today:
bring more sunscreen!
smoke a hookah on the beach!!!
peace,
hippy
So I know I haven't been around for a while, but I've been back in the US and I have to say...Life there is just soooo hectic... Every day there was this errand to run, and these people to visit... and this to go see.. my god...
no green in sight either... i decided to give myself a break... seeing as how I smoke far too much... give myself some tolerance back... and it's worked to an extent... it's taking far less to get me high...
My travels back to the Netherlands were scarred with crazy weather and bad delays... followed by unexpected surprises...
I was delayed overnight in NYC having to fly then to Chicago, to fly to Amsterdam.... and since I was on a crappy airline like United, they only flew out once a day.... figures there had to be horrendous thunderstorms so I couldnt even get to Chicago...
but it wasn't all bad... I was able to chill at my cousins house for the night.... when her boyfriend came home at like 4 AM... (he's a musician who just did a show in Charleston SC and drove back)... he offered a nice bowl of some excellent NYC weed.... which is always enjoyable after a long day...
The biggest surprise had to be when I arrived back home to find a new package! my portable vaporiser... the iolite... was at the post office!!
I hopped on the bike and rode down over there.... grabbed it and went searching for the open coffeeshop...
picked up some amnesia and hurried on home.... after some annoying starts and a few bugs... it started to work...
and my oh my how high did i fly!!! i smoked maybe half a bowls worth, a third of a joint's worth.... and my god was my head soaring... as was my body.... which is interesting from the Amnesia haze...
now there's one slight problem.... I messed up filling the butane and I broke the can of butane lighter fluid.... and since I'm in the netherlands.... where nothing needed is open on the weekends.... I'm still without lighter fluid...... back to the joints i guess... at least for a few days...
now... on to the beach...
It was the 4th of July... one of the biggest holidays in America. Fireworks, picnics, parades, the whole works... and I was sitting in my room wondering what to do... the weather was lovely... a hot sun but cool breeze gently wafting through the air.... occationally giving you a refreshing blow.... i'd been sitting thinking... and smoking.... and sitting.... when my roommate knocks on my door!
my hilarious dutch roommate is 18 years old and just going into higher education... in some ways he's very mature... works, has internships, goes to school... and others he's still just a kid... when he talks about his "high school" like romances it makes me chuckle a bit...he's really a good kid though...
him and his buddy were going to the beach... a half hour bus ride from Leiden... after a bit of cajoling... (i was enjoying my seat thinking about going somewhere...) we hopped on the bus....took the quick ride into town... my roommates friend... lets call him marty... went to a private english speaking school in Denmark... and was quite curious about american culture... Definitely an intellectual... as the bus rolled on down the road we discussed politics, healthcare, the new american president... everything I love to talk about with Non Americans... The more I hear how others perceive my culture, helps me better understand their culture... plus it's nice to right a few wrongs from watching too much MTV and news...
We roll up to the beach and disembark... out near Noordwijk... (check out the hostel there flying pig... really nice)
P.S.- to the brazillian and polish guys... sorry I missed ya! But i bet you had a blast in the cultural craziness if you went to leiden.... the city is a carnival...
aaaaaanyways....
As we hit the beach you get this strong cool, fresh breeze, with only a hint of salt... the sand streched for what seemed like miles and miles... and it was really packed.... hundreds of red and yellow wind blockers and umbrellas...
we set up camp near the water and marty proceeds to pull out his hookah pipe... perfect for beach weather of course!... and I pull out my bag of Northern lights and Amnesia Haze...
what a lovely combination.... so he packs it up... but realizes that he forgot the freakin hose!! hahaha... no matter we sucked out the metal hole and got plenty baked.... plus the brews they brought were like 11.6% Alcohol! crazy dutchies!
As we sit I began to notice the many people walking by... and yes... i'll admit it... I looked at the hot girls in bikinis.... but to be honest who wouldn't? It's a beautiful sight on a beautiful beach and I'm appreciating all that is good in the world....
so in my stoned haze i drifted off to sleep.... with the warm sun on my back, the cool breeze, the sound of the waves lightly washing up on the shore... kids laughing and playing... splashing... people enjoying life....
until I woke up 2 hours later..... as red as a lobster!!!! god damn pasty white heritage!!!
gah!
we meandered on back to the bus at around 7 and went back to Leiden... stopped at the train station to get some pasta from Juliana's... a nice chain with really good healthy meals... cooked fast... they just boil fresh pasta, pick basil and reheat sauce and mix it all together... so lovely..
so I'm back until tuesday morning.... when I fly out to England for a month long camping session digging in the dirt
things learned today:
bring more sunscreen!
smoke a hookah on the beach!!!
peace,
hippy
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Back in Civilization
It's been over a month since I've been on the boards... but i've been on a unique adventure exploring the human past and the human psyche....
what happens when you comfine a dozen or so human beings to a farmers field in southwestern Oxfordshire to brave the english summer with tents and a rickety kitchen just to dig up some old roman and iron age structures?
their only outlets from this cycle is the trips to the pub and occational visits to Tesco....
you end up with far too much drinking and debauchery with many frayed nerves and brain cells... you end up half crazy by the end of it.
and that was my past month! wee! I can't remember... well much of anything past 9pm...
although I do remember a fateful night filled with cider, beer, gin, and copious amounts of wine..... i have a hazy memory of screaming obscenities at someone's inordinately large tent....
this night started out as a group meal I had cooked for the campsite... homemade spaghetti and meatballs from scratch...
I had spent the day doing my normal archaeological duties... a bit of digging here, a bit of soil flotation there.... some photos and my day was up.... As I'm driving the tractor back to the campsite, with the other diggers bouncing precariously on the back trailer, I could feel the cool breeze and see the changing clouds forming overhead. They would swirl by at amazing speeds... we bumbled along through the rolling fields of wheat... and what should appear over the horizon.....but a nuclear power plant...
good ol' england eh?
we slowly pull into the campsite and I immediately banish everyone from the kitchen save my soux chef... and we begin the mad rush of cooking for 16 people.... I heated up the sauce I had made from the night before and starting mixing up the ground beef... we ended up with 62 meatballs... more than enough for everyone
After two hours and quite a bit of wine and spirits imbibed... we brought forth the masterpiece of fresh pasta with tomato sauce and meatballs with garlic bread and tons of red and white wine.... It was an instant success! the table was silent... which is always a good sing for the chef... everyone's too busy eating to speak!
well we kept eating and drinking... i swear I polished off another bottle of wine... after some semi-embarassing dance moves, someone cleverly pointed out the the pub closed in 20 mintues...
not wanting to end the night... we headed over to the pub.... where i proceeded to play a VERY drunken game of pool with my supervisor... and nearly kill one of the locals sitting at the bar....
all in all was a good night....
then waking up the next morning having to mattock back half a meter of rocky subsoil... ahh what a wonderful life us archaeologists live...
but that was pretty much the whole 4 weeks... lots of craziness filled with a bit of archaeology... here and there...
but now i'm forever thankful to be back in the real world with indoor plumbing, modern conveniences like 4 walls and a roof.... and flush toilets are my best friends!
peace,
hippy
It's been over a month since I've been on the boards... but i've been on a unique adventure exploring the human past and the human psyche....
what happens when you comfine a dozen or so human beings to a farmers field in southwestern Oxfordshire to brave the english summer with tents and a rickety kitchen just to dig up some old roman and iron age structures?
their only outlets from this cycle is the trips to the pub and occational visits to Tesco....
you end up with far too much drinking and debauchery with many frayed nerves and brain cells... you end up half crazy by the end of it.
and that was my past month! wee! I can't remember... well much of anything past 9pm...
although I do remember a fateful night filled with cider, beer, gin, and copious amounts of wine..... i have a hazy memory of screaming obscenities at someone's inordinately large tent....
this night started out as a group meal I had cooked for the campsite... homemade spaghetti and meatballs from scratch...
I had spent the day doing my normal archaeological duties... a bit of digging here, a bit of soil flotation there.... some photos and my day was up.... As I'm driving the tractor back to the campsite, with the other diggers bouncing precariously on the back trailer, I could feel the cool breeze and see the changing clouds forming overhead. They would swirl by at amazing speeds... we bumbled along through the rolling fields of wheat... and what should appear over the horizon.....but a nuclear power plant...
good ol' england eh?
we slowly pull into the campsite and I immediately banish everyone from the kitchen save my soux chef... and we begin the mad rush of cooking for 16 people.... I heated up the sauce I had made from the night before and starting mixing up the ground beef... we ended up with 62 meatballs... more than enough for everyone
After two hours and quite a bit of wine and spirits imbibed... we brought forth the masterpiece of fresh pasta with tomato sauce and meatballs with garlic bread and tons of red and white wine.... It was an instant success! the table was silent... which is always a good sing for the chef... everyone's too busy eating to speak!
well we kept eating and drinking... i swear I polished off another bottle of wine... after some semi-embarassing dance moves, someone cleverly pointed out the the pub closed in 20 mintues...
not wanting to end the night... we headed over to the pub.... where i proceeded to play a VERY drunken game of pool with my supervisor... and nearly kill one of the locals sitting at the bar....
all in all was a good night....
then waking up the next morning having to mattock back half a meter of rocky subsoil... ahh what a wonderful life us archaeologists live...
but that was pretty much the whole 4 weeks... lots of craziness filled with a bit of archaeology... here and there...
but now i'm forever thankful to be back in the real world with indoor plumbing, modern conveniences like 4 walls and a roof.... and flush toilets are my best friends!
peace,
hippy
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Look like this ?hippy_man99 wrote: we bumbled along through the rolling fields of wheat... and what should appear over the horizon.....but a nuclear power plant...
good ol' england eh?
If you were in SW Oxfordshire, then it was Didcot Power Station.
FYI it is coal and gas powered not nuclear.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Didcot_Power_Station
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well i'll be! that would be the very same power station.... and i stand corrected... no nuclearSir Ian of Tokesville wrote:Look like this ?hippy_man99 wrote: we bumbled along through the rolling fields of wheat... and what should appear over the horizon.....but a nuclear power plant...
good ol' england eh?
If you were in SW Oxfordshire, then it was Didcot Power Station.
FYI it is coal and gas powered not nuclear.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Didcot_Power_Station
(not that coal and gas power is any better)
cheers colinzeal! we always find tons of shit... being a roman site and the romans littered almost as much as the modern day americans!
a few good pieces, a nice iron dagger, tons of Cu coins and many bits of pottery....
t'was good times i must say!
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