This is a short autobiographical piece written for this website fifteen years ago. Now it may seem out of place, but I keep it here as something I once wrote about myself and do not wish to remove. After all, my connection with archaeology was emotional from the very beginning—and that bond only deepened over the years.
In 1988, I “got in,” as we used to say, with excitement, to the Department of Archaeology at the University of Athens. In the summer of 1989, I went on my first excavation, at the Skoteini cave in Tharrounia, Euboea. There, to my surprise, I discovered prehistory. In the afternoons, at the village school where we carried out documentation work, I began my first ceramic study. In 1990, I joined a surface survey on the island of Yali near Nisyros, where I would continue working for about a decade. That same year, I also participated in the excavation of an Early Helladic site, Kalogerovrysi in Euboea, and in ceramic documentation from Nestor’s Cave in Pylos.
In 1991, I got my first job at the Ministry of Culture, at the Ephorate of Palaeoanthropology–Speleology—a defining moment, the beginning of a path that continues to this day. In the following years of the 1990s, I participated in the Ephorate’s Neolithic excavations at the Cyclops cave in the Northern Sporades and the Cave of the Lakes at Kalavryta—two research projects from which I learned so many things, and continue to learn. The excavation at Cyclops cave, in particular, was a unique experience also in terms of archaeological adventure: the entire team lived for nearly a month on a deserted islet.
