I've no idea why, but being here in Tel Aviv airport has felt like a bit of a wonder. I suspect it's because I didn't manage to get any sleep before my taxi came to pick me up and then I watched with amusement as the taxi had to go past the airport and swing back round a complicated route, owing to some twat in the inside lane not letting him get off the motorway.

Things are bound to fill me with wonder at this time of the day. It's 1.48 in English money, 3.48 in Israeli, and I've no idea where my body clock is. That's AM, by the way, not PM. If it were PM it would be nothing. But I've not slept and things feel a bit strange - I'm already exhausted and if I'm to do my gig and then drive home before my next sleeping session, there's 24 hours of being awake still to do.

Anyhoo. Things feel odd, that's for sure.

I think the fact that there's free wireless internet here and the airport is an amazing work of engineering and design has something to do with it too. There's this massive fountain in the central lobby, leading to all the different gates. It's a fountain where the water comes from a massive rotunda in the ceiling and drops into a pool. It's only droplets of water, but it looks like a perpetual light rain. Very impressive. What's more surreal, though, is the people sitting next to it, just ignoring it. How could you ignore something like that!? It would, for me, be like going on a safari and catching a glimpse of a Cheetah and going "meh - so it's a cheetah".

Weird.

So. Blogging in an airpot. I've nothing to say except "hello".

Hi.

Bye.