With my first hour up, it was onto the museum proper. Hard hats and hi-vis now donned, Yomna and I made for the main entrance.
I couldn’t decide whether the façade was beautiful or something that resembled an up-market mall. Perhaps the fact that the site will also house a conference centre, hotel, 10 restaurants and cinema was part of the design proposal.
Faceted, trompe l’oeil triangles (giving the illusion of being 3D) pair with hieroglyphs to lend a nod to the past; the rest comprises the clean lines of glass-and-steel functionality. The hope is that it’ll provide an unobtrusive blank-canvas to make the artefacts really stand out.
In the middle of the vast geometric atrium a 9m-high, red-granite statue of Rameses II stands proud and apt: the most celebrated of the New Kingdom Pharaohs, his nickname was ‘The Great Builder’, owing to the number of monuments he commissioned.
He also sired 100 children, wrote the world’s first peace treaty and ruled for 66 years. Looking around, it was apparent that there was still much to do before the opening.
What’s certain, though, is just how much of a positive effect the museum will have when it finally does open this year. This will surely do for Egypt what the Acropolis Museum did for Athens back in 2009.
After a decade of unrest, Egypt deserves the Grand Egyptian Museum. But while the GEM is not yet open, you can still visit the original Egyptian Museum on Tahrir Square. Something of a relic itself, it houses King Tutankhamun’s transfixing death mask. Certainly in the pantheon of the world’s most famous cultural artefacts, it has inspired fashion, film and funny haircuts.
On arrival, I made a beeline for Tut’s surprisingly unassuming room, which is hidden away in a dusty, badly-lit room on the first floor – like something in an Indiana Jones film. When I crept in there was no one, not even a security guard, present. In fact, the solid gold mask and I were alone together for the best part of 15 minutes before the hordes found us.
It was as mystical, marvellous and nostalgic as I’d hoped. When I saw the Mona Lisa for the first time, I remember my senses being consumed: music where there was no music before; darkness everywhere but the object in question. The same happened here.
When the Grand Egyptian Museum opens, visitors are bound to flock back to Egypt to see these ancient treasures for themselves, but for now I had this one all to myself. That big opening day in October could hang on for just a little bit longer.