the night between Sunday to Monday, around Midnight.

I am at the passport control at the Ben-Gurion Airport.

The computers are down, massive messy queues.

Infront of me this man in his late 60`s prehaps. he looks familiar. Amos Oz. I read most of his works. I admire him.

Infront of him this dude with very long dreadlocks. it calls for a wash. he has a black cloth tangled on his head. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fv1W8E-TKoQ.

So many words could have been said.

After 30 minutes the computers woke up and we all went to a thier diffrent destenations.

I wonder if Amos Oz and Idan Reichel are telling thier friends they saw me,but were to shy to talk with me too.