Sean Lennon Day 38, Tel Aviv, ISR

6:30am lobby call comes fast and hits hard. Not fun. We had to pack all our gear into 2 vans and head out to the airport, where we had to go through extensive security, opening every case and explaining what all the gear did. So, by the time all that was done, it was about 8:45am. We then said some brief goodbyes, as the band was traveling on a different airline than I was and they had an earlier flight. I then had the privilege of waiting an extra hour for Air Canada to open for check-in, then I had to wait almost 3 more hours for my flight, so I killed time by doing a bit of shopping in the duty free area. Good times...

So I get on the plane, and I must have done something purely evil in life, because there were not one, not two, not three, but four (!!!!) wailing babies in the row in front of me. On a 13.5 hour flight!!! When one started wailing, they'd all kick in and it was absolutely painful. Then, after surviving that nightmare, I get to Pearson (my most hated enemy in all of travel), and I find out I have to claim my bags, go through customs and clear security again, and I only have a 1 hour stopover. With 20 mins to go, my bags show up, the handle breaks of my tool box and I pick it all up and hobble away to recheck, reclear and run to the gate. Made it with 2 minutes to spare. Once I got out of there, all was good and I made it home, remarkably undamaged, just thoroughly exhausted. And I got a pizza with pepperoni on it, which you have to understand is incredible because the Europeans don't do that. It's salami everywhere.

And so, another trek across the world comes to an end. I now have a little bit of time off, then at the end of March I head out across the US, work permits permitting of course... Stay tuned.