And here we are inside the museum itself..., and you can see what I meant about fog and shivering. This was the best photo we took inside the place. It is the central gallery, under the dome, where some of the larger pieces are kept.

There are lots of great things inside the museum, like King Tut's funerary objects for example. The biggest thrill, for me, was to see with my own eyes these wonderful things that I had only ever seen before in photographs. When you do, you realize just how large or small they really are: King Tut's famous gold mask is smaller than you might think it is, for example.

Another main attraction is a hall of royal mummies, which you have to pay extra to go see. I've heard it's quite something -- "Huh huh, look..., he got buck teeth, too. Huh huh" -- but we were in a hurry, and I didn't feel like paying for a quick run-through, so I didn't do it. Poo.

There was one thing I found absolutely hilarious. The Rosetta Stone is in the British Museum, of course, so they had a plaster cast of it on the wall instead of the real thing. All of the exhibit tags are in English and Arabic, and when I looked at the English version of the stone's history, I was amazed to discover that Champollion was able to decipher its message using the "Geek" inscriptions.

Just think, we owe our understanding of Ancient Egypt to circus folk who bite the heads off of chickens. It makes you feel kind of humble, somehow...