Any news pertaining to ancient Egypt is bound to excite me. Bound to excite a lot of you, too, I expect. We automatically start thinking of Boris Karloff and THE MUMMY, don’t we? Or King Tut and the possibilities of a real-world mummy’s curse. Or both. (For me it’s always simultaneous. In fact the two are inseparable.)
The 3400-year-old lost city unearthed near Luxor is believed to be “the largest ancient settlement ever uncovered in the nation”. (Um, wouldn’t they know? What’s this “believed to be” stuff? Either it is or it isn’t. And it is.)
Zahi Hawass, the grand high poobah of Egyptian archaeologists, says that numerous expeditions had “searched for this city [but] never found it,” saying that the city was left “untouched” and “left by the ancient residents as if it were yesterday.” Oooh, spooky! Makes you think of those other locations where it seems the populace simply disappeared into thin air. A seal unearthed at the site identified the city as “the domain of the dazzling Aten,” but Zahi has another name for it: “the Lost Golden City”.
As for that skeleton, it was “found with arms outstretched to [its] side, and remains of a rope wrapped around [its] knees…[the] location and position of this skeleton are rather odd, and more investigations are in progress.” Tell me you aren’t thinking of Karloff right now.