A pharoah's tomb

I should have been an archaeologist. From The Times of London:

FORGET ALL those newfangled video games this Christmas. Forget the enemy armies and drooling zombies. Block your ears to the Call of Cthulhu. Go back to the future of a far more profound adventure. Enter the tomb of Thutmose III. In his day (1479-26 BC), Thutmose was a great and glorious pharaoh. The Napoleon of the New Kingdom, he was a military genius, a judicious administrator and a wise statesman to boot. While his body was being mummified, the walls of his tomb were painted with a complete depiction of the Amduat: a key Egyptian text that chronicles the passage of the Sun god, hour by hour, through the darkness of night. His journey — made on a barque through a land of solar baboons, scarabs and serpents — is beset by dangers that must be overcome by incantatory magic if he is to be reborn the next day. It was this story, unspooling like some Ancient Egyptian comic strip around an underground chamber, that excavators discovered in 1868.

The rest of the article is about the exhibit in Edinburgh that I've written about earlier. But reading this reminds me that I wanted to be an archaeologist when I grew up. Or a pirate. Maybe I should combine the two.