It ain't over til' it's over

Monday the 13th of August was a very gloomy day! What was probably the best thing about the whole day was the spa treatment Kate and I indulged ourselves in the night before. All the team had to finish whatever they were working on and the stressful mood of work-loving students was filling the air with that iron taste of impending failure. And in that atmosphere of rushing, while Stephen and his team were doing final measurements; Kate was working on the final ground-plan of the Lower House with Alex and other people were doing important things, I am sure, I started doing a mega-schematic drawing of a 11-meter long, 6-meter high external elevation. Not fascinating at all but a very time-consuming endeavor indeed. This was our very last working day at BK12 and for the time here we did establish a fairly easy and enjoyable working environment. With every minute closer to the end of our working hours I could feel the insistent waterworks getting ready to poor out my eyes. How can a cry-baby change? It can't. So 22-year-old or not I knew I will be too emotional over the end of the dig. I almost forgot to tell you about the site-walk the whole team took before lunch that day- we all went together to the Lower House and talked about what we found about each and every room during our surveying. And as we were walking around, making jokes and actual, important remarks about the chronology of the building, I could see how we had become a family, albeit a very dysfunctional one indeed. Needless to say I didn't cope with finishing that big-ass drawing that I had started and I do believe the ground-plan needed more work- but that was Kate, Stephen and Alex working on it so I trusted they would cope. So there you have it, the second-to-last day of Plas Brynkir:Building Investigation and Recording was over. And I'm still nowhere as cheesy as I am going to be when talking about the last one.