As usual, things have been pretty busy with the
excavation and all, and I have yet to say anything about France!
The flights were good, and the rendezvous point with my
student even worked out (I brought another American student to the excavation
with me this year – it’s nice having another one of us around)! We took the
train down to Montbard where one of my excavation friends picked us up; it’s
always nice to see a friendly face upon arrival!
The past few years I have been in Dijon for Bastille Day
(it is like the American Fourth of July), and this was my first time
experiencing the holiday in Châtillon. I could not have asked for a better
introduction to France for my student. There were crowds of people of all ages
that evening, many holding brightly-colored paper lanterns. There was a
procession of people around the city holding open torches (very
Frankenstein-esque) accompanied by music, and they stopped at the
football/soccer field where the mayor gave some speeches. Upon completion, new
music began as did the fireworks. We had a front row view of it all and the
show lasted for about twenty minutes or so. The fireworks were really
impressive for a place I consider to be a small town, and I laughed at how
French they were – really coordinated and artistic explosions, the music,
setting a proper mood… I commented to one of my other friends that in America,
we do not care if it is artistic; we just like to see shiny things blowing up.
We had our first week of work, then the weekend. I
suggested to some friends we could visit Mireabeau-sur-Beze, because it had a
really interesting late La Tene – early Roman period sanctuary that I had read
about and it was listed in one of the local travel journals. Well, the site now
sits under a collection of houses (it was a rescue excavation), and there was
no museum, just a display of objects housed in the tourism office. Bust.
No photos of the cave, but the water exits. |
Luckily, we had another plan, and that was to visit
Bèze,a village we passed on our way to Mireabeau. This was a really beautiful medieval town with some really charming old architecture. It also boasted Grottes de Bèze, a fantastic cave you could tour, which we did. I always
like cave tours, but this one was particularly unique because within the cave
is a source or spring where water bubbles up as it travels out to the river
nearby. For this reason, part of the tour is walking on foot, but the other
part is in a non-motorized boat to limit pollution. The guides pull the boat
along by grabbing ropes which are anchored into the cave ceiling. The water
inside was beautiful and crystal clear. I was really surprised that no
prehistoric activity took place here because it was rather magical (there is a
lot of cave art from the Paleolithic period found in many of the caves in
France).
After the tour, we walked around for a while just
enjoying the beautiful architecture and had some ice cream and a coffee next to
city hall. We found another beautiful spot with a family of swans floating
around in the little pond. Sometimes certain parts of France just seem too perfect
and charming to be real.
Baby swan stretching his wings. |
The excavations are going well. Last week there was an
article about our excavations in the Dijon paper. The best part is there was a
photo of my student hard at work, and I was mentioned by name for my
dissertation research. And the best of the best part was I went to buy a copy
for me and my student, and the guy at the shop realized I was one of the
excavators (we are really dirty most of the time). He asked if I was one of the
Germans, and after he learned I was American, he got so excited because he knew
I was mentioned in the article; he even told some of the other people on the
excavations later how exciting it was to have an American there! Local
celebrity? Not quite, but I felt pretty awesome regardless. Time to rest up for
week number three!