We had to leave the excavation early. It wasn’t our choice and we were never in any danger. The various universities and their insurance carrier decided we had to leave,only University of Massachusetts, Amherst didn’t go with us, but they left the next day. We were told in the evening that we would leave the next morning, by bus, for Amman, Jordan. No one wanted to leave, and in fact, much of the staff remained. I was leaving over the weekend anyway, so I went with the evacuees. We were told that we would need $30 for an entrance visa to Jordan, but that the company evacuating us was going to try to take care of that.
So, we all packed and scrounged around for money and contemplated leaving the next morning. After breakfast, we boarded a bus that was waiting for us. There was a driver and someone from the evacuation company. There were also others in SUVs traveling in front of us and behind us, while we drove from Akko to Beit She’an about an hour away. It was ridiculous, we were not in any danger in the Galilee. Continue reading Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig