I hate planes, I hate the food, the mad rush in and out of the plane but worst of all I hate the bathrooms. But those are only for commercial airlines and lucky Artemis had a private plane!
"Artemis how did you get a license to fly this thing? Your brilliant but this thing is so big and your sooooo young!" Arty didn't really need a co-pilot but butler was always on hand to fly the plane whenever he thinks that Arty needs a rest.
"You know it's a long story darling" he said without looking away from the madness of the dials in front of him. "Plus I know you heard the story millions of times…" I didn't care I loved the story so I begged the genius boy to tell me.
6 Hours later
We landed in Cairo. The heat hit me as I stepped off the plane. You could see the tips of the pyramids and my heart skipped a beat. It had been 9 years since I was last in the land of the pharaohs; just the heat brought back the memories of a certain dig.
