Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Today Maia announced to her dad that real life is just too boring, not like the movies and books where people get to go off and look for buried treasure.
This was funny to us because Maia is always finding "treasure" everywhere she goes... you know, lost sequins, funny looking buttons, shiny bottle caps, broken shells, misplaced marbles. All of this gets stored in the "treasure box" she got for her birthday from Tia Ann. But when we reminded her of that she insisted, "But that's not REAL treasure! That's just, you know, trash that I pick up."
So Jeff went online to find out where Maia could hunt for treasure. His research revealed that one good place to find sunken treasure is off the Jersey Shore. Perfect. He told her now she'd just have to learn how to be a master diver, and she could start looking for treasure without even leaving the state.
Maia was excited, but she had a few more questions about finding treasure, especially if she wanted to find land treasure too. Jeff recommended that she go into archaeology, get a Ph.D., and be a professor during the school year and look for treasure in the summer (I know he had Indiana Jones in the back of his head!). Maia thought it sounded like a good idea, and she started making plans for what she would do with all her treasure - how she would display it, if she could wear it, who she would share it with or show it to. Then Jeff informed her that treasure of that sort is the property of the country in which you find it. And it usually ends up in a museum.
Suddenly, being a professional treasure hunter did not seem quite as appealing. What's the point if you don't get any fancy jewelry out of it?