Passing the front door, I noticed through the glass, a package from Amazon on my front porch; I wasn’t expecting one. It was a book I had ordered months before its US publication and completely forgot. “Alexander’s Tomb”, by Nicholas J. Saunders When I was first notified of its coming publication, I expected a lot of sensationalism cut and pasted into a book to make a fast buck without much work. It seemed to me to be an amusing quick summer read. I was delighted to find it to be an intriguing book and well written and researched. The author has gathered together all the information and misinformation about Alexander’s tomb since his death. It is quite up to date and contains a great many facts of which I was unaware. I highly recommend it to those who are interested in Alexander. What vast amounts of time and resources have been expended in this quest for the holy grail of archaeology. What crackpot theories obsession can accept. There are people out there right now looking for the tomb of Jesus in the south of France and it should come as no surprise that there are some who believe even in this day and age, they have the bones of Alexander under the floor of St Mark’s in Venice. Belief requires no reason other than a human need to believe and facts are ever amicable to tailoring. Traveling through this tangled web of science diluted with emotion, one fact emerges with sharp certainty, this tale has not ended. As long as Alexander’s tomb is significant, it shall be sought. And, as for me, where do I think it is? I think it is not.....or rather, Alexandros is wherever he is needed to be. His tomb is in the eyes of the believers. How Lord Alexander should have loved a tomb so very fitting for a god. Nor all the gold of Asia or all the palest alabaster can fashion such a tomb as his. Read it, I think you’ll enjoy it.