The things that I witness and record from working on the volcanic island of Santorini never cease to take my breath away. My curiosity took control of me one day while I was conducting field work. While working on stratigraphic columns at such places as Cape Plaka and Vlychada, small discolored rocks kept appearing in the preserved Minoan eruption deposits. The rocks easily grabbed the attention of my eye for the colors that the rock held on its surface were nothing less than mesmerizing.
The red is that of the surface of Mars that is coated with iron-rich rock. The yellow is dusted over the surface as if someone sprinkled little flakes of the sun all over it. The orange can only be compared to that of a setting sun, a sun that sets over the horizon of an endless sea glistening over the waves. Finally the purple, it is as if flames of scorching temperature kissed the surface and stained the rock in misshaped ways.
Questions raced through my mind. Questions of where could this rock have come from? What caused the rock to have such bewildering colors? Are the rocks volcanic or did they arise from some other source? I yearned to know more about this tantalizing creation and the secrets it holds.
Continue reading “Beautifully Colored for Dangerous Reasons”
Before going to a foreign country many people research the areas they are interested in and then decide where they are going to stay and what they are going to do while they are there. Some people may look at the weather or go during a certain season so that it is the most enjoyable to them. Even fewer people will research and learn about the government of the country they will be staying in and its relationship with their home country. Continue reading “Architects Who Built Their Own Death Traps”
I step off the marble curb of my hostel into the quiet streets of Plaka in Athens, Greece, and I am alone for a just a moment. The same grey and black cobblestone streets that were alive with the energy of tourists and vendors only hours before are now quiet. Once bright pastel buildings have been dulled by the sun’s rays. Their shutters hang askew, and clothes lines overhang the narrow streets like banners stretched between buildings. Next door, an old man sweeps the streets outside the Taverna with its red and white checkered table cloths. Continue reading “Rocky Heights: Sacred Land and Geology meet in Athens”
Most people in college sit in a lecture hall and take notes from a powerpoint with their notebook on a desk, and for me, gaze out the windows wishing to be outside. Taking notes here in Santorini is much different, we’re outside, in the heat, with a handy field pack on our back and our cherished field notebook in our hand. Field notebooks are a geologist’s most prized possession and contain loads of information within their pages. I came into the NAU in Greece program with only taking one geology class and I had no experience with field notes. I will show what it is like to take field notes for the first time, and how to make good descriptions without ever doing them before for the ultimate souvenir. Continue reading “Field Notes for the First Time”