Can you feel the heat of the jungle on your skin? The sweat dripping down your back. Clothes sticking and slightly smelly, not bad, just letting you know that you did something. You were trekking to the oldest, most sacred part of the jungle. That place where there are undiscovered archaeological treasures!
A whip and gun at your hip, on the off chance you need them. Fedora on your head. (We want to be Indy so bad, he is just such a cool dude!) An Indiana Jones Machete in hand, hacking and slashing. Clearing a path. Until, finally, you hack once more—revealing an entrance way to a temple. Your native guides run in fear, but you remain. Stoic. An archaeologist to the core. (Just watch out for betrayal!)