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Torino series: Museo Egizio

The Egyptian Museum in Torino Italy is the 2nd largest collection of artifacts in the world, the largest outside of Egypt and truly spectacular.
I was lucky to get there early in the morning and there was almost no one there except a few school groups. My nerd was showing when I put on those headphones and started my extended version of the translated tour. I must admit one of my favorite exhibits was the mummified cats and one was damaged, or maybe opened, enough for you to see the rib cage hiding underneath the wrapping. Really was so cool! Two hours later I emerge in awe. It was frustrating though, knowing that even if I dedicate my whole life to study everything I just walked by I would never fully comprehend the importance of these figures and appreciate them how they deserve I guess. I mean that all of this stuff was such a big deal, these people were so important and powerful. I got stuck in a thought spiral for a bit thinking about time and culture and how everything is so relative. And I want to shout my never-ending thank you into the dark abyss of the internet to the people who created this museum and dedicate their time and lives to make it possible.


       





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