p.

6.
& a kind of "mines bigger than yours" mentality. I wonder if
these things are known, in my case, the results are very
much finer than what is generally produced today. Which, I
suppose, provides the answer in comparison to today, anyhow.
I wouldhave liked to have stayed much longer, but we had
a schedule to work to - & Frank & Rex were beginning to
fidget a bit.
We thenwent to Sakhara - which was in the desert & not
so very far away. We were set on by a horde of natives,
wanting to sell us post cards, & scarabs & God knows what, &
take us to the tombs on donkeys - but we ignored all these.
There were two tombs to see. The first was queer &
interesting, but not really worth seeing. Apparently, when
a famous man died in those days - they also buried, in addition
to the famous man - sacred bulls, & the number varied
according to the wealth & fame of the man. These sacred
bulls were killed in some sacred manner - & then popped
into sarcophogi, made of solid granite slabs about nine
inches thick. So the resulting sarcophogus was a farily
weighty affair. This was then moved, by various means - probably
by the other sacred bulls who had had the luck of the
draw - up to & into the tomb. and that is all there was
to see. Down in the ground, rows & rows of large
granite sarcohpogi, some with the lids on & some with the lids
off, & nothing inside them. So it was quite interesting &
that was all. When we emerged, we were ferociously set upon
again by the native vendors - They must be furious about this
war, which keeps away the tourists.
We then went a little way, & then down into the earth
again - but this time not very far down, as they had