I am on the plane headed for Zurich and then Tel Aviv. Great flight. American does a really nice international flight. I am searched again (3rd time), but OK. I am on the flight. I transfer in Zurich to Tel Aviv. The flight is not full, but it is not empty. Not packed like some of the flights lately. I am probably the only American on board.
I called Phil (travel agent) and ask him if he could get me to Israel on Thursday. He called back with a good flight for the money and an exit seat. I am there. So, with one day, I am packed and ready to head out to Israel.
Jeff and I are filming and we are all wanting to be in Israel—Ken, Jerry, everyone. So, I started thinking and praying. What is stopping me? I want to be in Israel to show my support. I have a friend that says it is like having a sick relative. You go to hold their hand and to pray with them. That is exactly how it feels.
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