Life is always full of unexpected events. Today’s unscheduled appearance occurred in the form of a broken bag zipper moments before my scheduled ride to the airport. 10 stressful minutes later and I had sourced, repacked and piled into the car, ready to start the first leg of the journey to Çatalhöyük, Konya, Turkey. Nothing quite like a bit of last-minute pressure to keep you on your toes.

They say that bad things come in threes so I probably shouldn’t be surprised by the series of unfortunate events which subsequently unfolded… Namely two screaming children located directly to the left and rear of me. What precious little time we had been afforded for sleeping was whittled away to the dulcet tones of infant outrage. 4 hours and 4 cups of coffee later we finished our journey through Turkey, arriving at Çatalhöyük.

The dig house is huge – a big open courtyard flanked by barracks of dorms, laboratories and processing rooms. Even more impressive is the structures on the North and West mounds, secreting spectacular archaeology just out of sight. Tomorrow the visualisation team will climb up those ancient mounds and begin the task of weaving between the archaeological areas, crafting the interpretations and visitor experiences of the site as we go. For now, it is time to turn in for the night and re-coup some of those precious hours of sleep, until tomorrow when I can write up a fuller post I will leave you with some shaky-on-the-go camera work of our journey to date: