Very disappointing, to put it bluntly. We were invited to visit the Tutankhamun Exhibition at the O2 centre in London for a corporate dinner. I have to admit that I was quite excited about it, having had an interest in all things Egyptian for a very long time. So we all got decked up, and despite the fact that a large part of the evening would be spent on corporate networking, I figured, at least some part I can go and touch the hot sands of Egypt.
It was the evening when we arrived at the O2. It is horribly designed, I tell you, no good parking or drop off/pick up areas. We had to walk literally a kilometre from the car to the exhibition. So be warned, all you ladies with high heels, it is a pain. Your best choice would be to be dropped off just next to the taxi rank and then leg it from there, rather than from the car park...
Here you go, Mr. Anubis himself on the right. Welcoming guests to the o2. I immediately had a sinking feeling, why on earth would you put the god of the underworld, mummification and embalming as a welcoming god? Not to mention the very idea of weighing my heart against a feather and if I am found wanting, then visiting hellish tortures on me?
Nice view of the escalator up to the film theatre
And the top of the theatre.