I am in love. Deeply, madly, crazy in love – with Egypt. It started when I was in high school, probably inspired by the arrival of the King Tut exhibit in Toronto some years earlier. I was desperate to go, but my mother refused to take me. She hated crowds and said it would be packed. She was right. First, I fell for all the ancient history. I spent my high school years reading Egyptology texts – for fun. I scrimped and saved from my first job until I had enough to join a group tour of Egypt, where I got to see the King Tut collection in Cairo, and…