Why history really is fun

The end of the semester is here, ergo it’s also exam time. Now, I took quite a few classes in medieval history this semester, and after surveying the stuff I had to study for today’s exam, I’m not really surprised about my interest in that time. I mean, what is better than learning that the best way to transport a dead emperor in the 14th century was to simply boil off his flesh and only bury the bones?

(According to my weblog statistics, I’ve got almost as many posting as I’ve got comments, meaning that most of the postings are not exactly food for discussion. In the light of that revelation, it’s probably not wise to end a posting with a rhetorical question. But I’m putting all my hopes into your creativity to overcome this conversational dead-end and still find something interesting to comment.)