It was so hot we decided go swimming before doing anything else in Egypt.
Evangeline had asked for my help with getting into the tomb near our camp. We went in search of an expert that was rumored to know how to get into the tombs, but he wouldn’t tell us anything. Eva looked like she was ready to have some ‘words’ with him, but I pulled her aside before she could get more than a syllable out.
“I guess. But there wasn’t much to see. I think I would’ve noticed something we missed.”
“All the same. Never hurts to have a fresh pair of eyes.”
“If it doesn’t work, can I scare him into telling?”
“Your secret’s safe with me.”
I pushed the moon-shaped rock thingie I’d found in the chest into an impression that looked exactly like the rock thingie. It was better than hammering at the lock with my bare hands, at least.
The chains, to my surprise, fell off the lock and we stepped into another room, Eva using her genie glow to light the way.
“Oooh, I know what to do, Mom!” Eva said, pointing to the footprints in the stone. “There must be another door from here and we can only access it by standing on that!”
“How do you know that?”
“I’m an explorer, duh! It’s what I do.”
“It’s not so bad. Feels nice after the summer heat.”
“You’re crazy, mister! I’m going inside!”
“How d’you know?”
“I always know what’s up with you kids.”
“Ugh, I couldn’t do that,” I said.
“Eat while looking at the dead. I feel sick just watching you.”
“It’s just a pile of bones,” Eva said, rolling her eyes. “I was just wondering how it died. Seems pretty safe down here. Too safe. It’s almost boring.”
“Maybe there’s more to it.”
“Oh, I don’t know.” We spent some time exploring the newest room, but couldn’t find any way to get further into the tomb, if there was even a way in further. This could just be a tourist trap built for cheap thrills.
I could tell Evangeline was frustrated. “Why don’t we come back tomorrow? It’s stopped raining now. Maybe a good night’s sleep is all we need to find what we’re missing.”
“Okay. Whatever that is.”
“Saw a couple of dead skeletons, but not much else.”
“Mummies, huh? We’ll have to keep an eye out for those.” I snorted. “Eva would be thrilled to meet a mummy. She’s got a bit of a creepy streak.”
“Right, sorry honey.” I pulled Mid-Life Crisis aside and let her enter the tent. I could hear Tia already asleep in there.
We quickly found that talking wasn’t really what either of us had in mind for our night’s entertainment. So we retreated to a different tent.