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Greco-Roman Archaeology

"Okay, class, we're continuing with our pre-Roman cultures.

Today, we're looking at the city of Cerveteri, which was originally known as Caere. It was on a defensible site, above a coastal plain. The first evidence of settlement of the site come from finds of urns at two areas (Cava della Pozzolana and Sorbo) from the 8th and 9th centuries BC. Trade with the Greeks at Etrusco became increasingly common in the middle of the 8th century BC with standardised urns and pottery common in graves of the time. The town became Etruria's main trading centre during the 7th century BC, as well as increasing trade with other Greek colonies in Southern Italy and Sicily, and with the Corinthians. Locally manufactured products began to imitate imported Greek pottery.

Burials of the time became increasingly grand and jewelry and other products were of particularly fine manufacture, illustrating the continuing good fortunes of the city. At the height of its prosperity in the 6th century BC, the people of Caere (with the Carthaginians emerged debateably victorious from clashes with the Phocaean Greeks. Following the "Battle of the Sardinian Sea", captured prisoners were stoned to death in the city, apparently resulting in a plague. In recompense, athletic contests were held every year in the city to honour the dead who were later buried.

Following this historical violent outburst by the people of the city, trade once again flourished through the 5th century BC, partly in spite of the difficulties affecting Etruria during the period. Arguably, this is due to the paricularly good relations with Rome, a traditional ally.

In 253 BC, Caere allied to the Tarquinii lost a war with Rome and with it some of its territory, including the coastal area and ports so important for trade. With this loss, the area lost its wealth and power completely by the first century AD.

Now, homework. I want you to either pick Magna Graecia or the Latins, which are the two other pre-Roman civilizations. I'll chose one from each option to give a brief report to the class on Thursday, so we can go on and actually get to the beginning of the Roman civilization. Any questions?

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Daniel laughs, and sips at his ~~elixir of life~~ coffee. "No, I don't think that counts." He waves his arm around the classroom. "Not much I'm afraid... teaching, trying to mend things with Janet... although there was a brief trip back to the SGC last week, and I got stranded in Dallas overnight on my way back."

"Yeah, I saw you, um...trying to mend things with Janet the other night..." Sam's biting her lip to keep from laughing at him outright. "Anything going on at the SGC we need to know about?"

She took another sip of her coffed, then said, blandly, "Oh, and Jonas is back."

Daniel blushed. "I... ah... no, not really. I didn't really get to talk to people much... just in and out to give my report."

"Jonas? Quinn, you mean?" he asked, surprised.

Sam took another sip of her coffee ~~and didn't mention that Jack had recorded the entire thing.~~ "That's good, I guess."

She sighed, then folded her arms in front of her. "Just so you know, Daniel, I'm not happy with you. Mostly for Janet's sake, but for mine, too. You're one of my best friends and I haven't really talked to you in months. I'm stuck here in adolescence and one of my primary links to sanity left the premises without leaving a forwarding address."

She poked him in the arm. "So don't do that anymore, or I'll kick you so hard even the Ancients can't fix you."

"Yes, Jonas Quinn. Here. Janet, Jack, and I ran into him at the coffee shop on Sunday. He's our age and remembers absolutely nothing about how he got here or what happened to him."

[ooc: Sorry. LJ ate my post. *kicks*]

Daniel looked at her. "I am sorry, Sam. I guess I just got caught up in my own changes... adjusting to being a teacher, and having all my closest friends be twenty years younger than me. It's not a good reason, and if I do it again, you have my permission to "kick me so hard that even the Ancients can't fix me."

"Really? Wow. That's unfortunate for him."

"Deal. Thanks for not making me yell about it." She grinned. "Especially since I want your help ~~humiliating Jack~~ humiliating Jack for Halloween. Hey, did anyone bother to tell you that Janet's Uncle George and Jack's brother Murray are coming for Parents' Weekend?"

She rolled her eyes. Daniel Jackson, ruling king of the understatement. "Yes."

Daniel smiled back. "You're welcome. And I'm always interested in humiliating Jack. What does this particular humiliation involve?"

He laughed. "No, I hadn't heard that they were visiting. Do they know what sort of place they are coming to see?"

Sam laughed and it was more than a little evil. "I'm paying him fifty dollars and he's letting me design his condom fairy costume for Halloween. I need you to help blow up the condoms and with the glitter."

"I don't know. T...Murray has some idea, because he helped us out when Janet was...well, you know. Not sure if Uncle George knows."

Daniel just blinked. "This is one of those things I should have asked what it entailed before agreeing to, isn't it? He's going as a condom fairy?"

"That'll teach you. After all these years, you should really know better, Daniel." She smirked and took another sip of coffee.

Sam gave a peal of laughter. "Yes. It started out when I asked him who made him the condom fairy ~~after he handed me about seven of them--some of them glowed in the dark~~. Then I told him I'd pay him twenty dollars if he'd dress up like that for Halloween, and he counteroffered with fifty dollars and letting me design it."

"Right now, I'm thinking a pink unitard, unless you've got a better idea." She grinned.

"You're right. I really should know better," he sighed.

"I'm not going to even ask why you were asking him that," he said, before choking on his coffee. "A pink unitard? No, I'm not sure I do have a better idea than that!"

"It's probably better that you don't," Sam replied. "It'll just make your head hurt."

"With glitter. And condom balloons. Oh, and we can't forget the wings! What's a fairy without wings?" She pulled out one of her notebooks and began making a list.

"Oh, as long as I'm here...remember that thing with the bomb where you had to read all the Phoenician, and then it turned out we were doing it backwards?"

Daniel just looked at her, stunned. He wondered if Jack knew just what he was letting himself into for the sake of $50.

"Ah, yes, I do. Why?"

"I'm basing a simulation in shop class on that ~~mission~~ thing, and I need ideas about the code. I want them to be able to crack it, but to have to work at it a little."

"Right," he looked thoughtful. "I suppose you don't just want to use the Phoencian number system for it then?"

"Would they be able to figure it out in one class period?"

"Hmmm... possibly not," he said, looking thoughtful.

"Then that won't work. Darn it." She scowled into her coffee. "I can always go to the library, but I thought maybe you had some brilliant ideas."

"You're talking to the guy who sent a girl with hayfever flowers, and thought it would be a great idea to seranade her whilst drunk," he said, raising his eyebrows. "I think it's safe to say that I'm a bit short on brilliant ideas at the moment."

Sam giggled. "Good point. If it makes you feel any better, Janet dared Jack and I to kiss at the last Refugees party, which we did. Next thing I know, I woke up next to him in bed in just a shirt and my underwear. ~~I have no idea if I'm still a virgin. How humiliating is that?~~ But this is an academic thing, not a romantic thing, so I thought there was still some hope."

Daniel laughed. "I'm going to have to make it to one of these parties some time. I'm going to guess you're not holding one for Uncle George and Murray?"

"You absolutely are. We've missed you, you know." She walked over and hugged him, tightly. "And I'm not sure--I don't live in that room, so I'm not always informed ahead of time. I'm sure Jack or Charlie would know."

Daniel hugged him back. "I've missed you too. I'm sorry for being such an idiot."

"I'm sorry you were such an idiot, too. Not that I was much better." She pulled back and took another sip of coffee. "I don't think I realized how big a change this would be when I decided to be...well...you know. Plus there's the whole thing with Dad, which I'm sure she told you about when you were in Colorado."

He looked at her with sympathetic eyes. "Yeah, I know. I'm sorry, Sam. He was a good man."

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