If I had lived, say, about 2000 years ago, I would like to have been a tomb robber. Think about it. It was an "occupation" full of excitement, danger, instant riches. Every grave opened would have been a journey into an unknown with gold, silver, lapis lazuli at the destination, not to mention a skull or two. There is more. I would have been my own boss, although it would have been good to have an accomplice, the hours would have been flexible, although I suspect, most of the work would have been carried out at nite. There would also have been some commuting, mostly over rough territory. But, hey, no job is perfect.
Furthermore, a certain amount of "library research", which I am good at, would have been necessary to figure out where there were unopened graves that might have belonged to the royalty or otherwise, rich people. It would have been necessary to employ some middlemen to gather information and also to sell the bounty. We are talking about a regular business here.
So, if time travel ever becomes a reality, you know what I'll be doing.
But, it wasn't me who opened the graves in the picture. They were like that when I got there back in the summer of 2000. I took the picture near the ruins of Notium (Notion), an Aeolian city by the Aegean Sea northwest of Ephesus in western Turkey. It was a great place to visit, away from the beaten paths, lonely, forgotten, without signs, restorations, guides or anyone else. It was all up to my imagination to visualize the place the way it might have been a long time ago.