After an entertaining debriefing call to the director of the excavation (who was, unfortunately, in London, and unable to be with us for our journey into the tomb), we walked over to the tomb's entrance. Our first task was to determine how to open
the entrance to the tomb. We tried a few old familiar ways as well as some things that seemed to make sense, but it was one of the guys who was hanging a bit further back than the rest of us whose observation skills saved the day. Again, it worried me a bit that we seemed to have problems simply getting into
After a shaky start, we seemed to pull together a bit and started working as a team. At one point, I was working feverishly on a puzzle with one couple while the other couple watched. All seemed to be going fine until someone stepped on a secret pressure activated stone in the floor. The stone and my heart sunk in unison and we stopped working on the puzzle long enough to assess what had happened. The stone, as it turns out, triggered a trap, and the ceiling had begun lowering towards us. We worked quickly under pressure, an adrenaline boost spurring us on, but threatening to cloud our judgement. A few more moments, and we had completed the puzzle - and were free to proceed to the next chamber. By putting our heads together and letting each team member put their own particular talents to use when the opportunity arose, we managed to make it all the way through the Tomb. I was proud. We had made it through, and it was a first try for each of us.