King Tut Exhibit at LACMA

I thought it'd be cool to take John to the King Tut exhibit at LACMA for his birthday. Why I thought that, I don't know. Might've had something to do with him expressing interest in a travel article about Egypt while we were in London. And then of course me seeing it on a billboard on the way to the Chiropractor.

We went last night and it was a waste of time. Mostly. Sure it was neat to see all the artifacts, but in today's day and multi-media age, they could've done so much more. The artifacts were interesting, but mostly the exhibit was lacking depth. I remeber going as a young child back in the 70s and thought it was the coolest thing ever. I also remember seeing King Tut, or the big gold shell that you see on all the books. So, last night, as we clipped through there between 930-10:30pm, I read the signs and listened to the tapes knowing that there would be a big climax at the end and we'd get to see him. Rooms like "burial" chamber leading us up to it. But as I turned the final corner....nothing. Just the desk where you return the audio tour. No Tut!

I was shocked. I couldn't believe there was such a let down at the end. John and I disc ussed the Tut we saw as kids, and he remembered it, too. It wasn't just me. I didn't understand why they would do an exhibit without him. I paid more than $80 for us to go see this, and did I think I got my money's worth? Um, no. No where near.

But hey, we went to a museum, can't say we're not cultured.

As of today there's a good chance his Christmas present will fare a bit better. I just found out he wants a Bose speaker system for his iPod.