Day 25-A





On Slavitude to Desire


My desire is to

Do this trip justice in my

Memory –

To recall all the wonder and

Amazement I felt each hour –

To revive the sense that, shit,

Humans haven’t changed, that

Five thousand years ago,

Some young scholar wrote

His thoughts on a tablet, just

Like I am now –

To make everyone, every glad audience,

Love and hate history and humanity

Just like I do now –

But how?

Do I exhaust a camera shutter

And return home with

Ten thousand photos?

Do I take painstaking notes

Of immaculately meticulous detail?

Do I say, “to hell with records,

I’ll leave each moment and tell

What I remember when asked”

And abandon it all completely?
I am a slave to this

Burning desire,

But I don’t know how to serve her and

I fear she will soon sell me

To a new master, one more

Demanding and binding:



So today we museumed – hard. We museumed so hard I lost count of how many museums we visited and when and where. The good news, though, is that Jarret’s health has improved very significantly such that his energy is up. He can eat without pain, and he speaks in snarky, ass-hole-ish comments incessantly once more. Anyways, after an extremely poor breakfast, we pulled out of Hatusha and headed for Alacahoyuk, the site of an ancient Hittite city, excavated burial ground, and modern open air museum and enclosed exhibition hall. Outside, the museum recreated royal Hittite tombs, complete with the “bodies” all curled up in the fetal position at the top-right corner of the grave and adorned with fold and surrounded by burial gifts, treasures, and bull’s heads. All the gold was mined in Anatolia, and apparently, there is a lot of gold still in Mount Ida. According to Umit, miners and forest preservationists have waged constant war over the land. Inside, the museum displayed a lot of earth wares and pottery found in the city. The kick wheel wasn’t in use until Troy II, though, so the pots we saw were either pinch pots of coil pots; besides that, though, the methods for making, storing, firing, shining, and glazing pottery haven’t changed at all – Chez Galip uses all the same techniques in that sense. We left there and hit one more museum in Corum for the morning. Though both well-kept and of good information, it offered little we hadn’t seen before. It did have a very nice selection of cuneiform tablets, which always floats my boat, and a very impressive 


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