I watered the lawn today

That sounds like an innuendo, doesn't it? It's not, really. But I spent a hugely pleasurable half hour, just me, and a garden hose, standing there watering the lawn. I couldn't quite believe something could be quite so calming. Very Zen. Really, I need things like this, at the moment. This year has been....frenzied, I suppose. It's been a non-stop battle with logistics, and personal life, and family. I've felt torn between all of these things, and it's left me quite down. So it's nice to zone out, every once in a while.
Time to forget, and drift, and enjoy life, has been in short supply. I think that's why the Sao Paulo trip ended up being such an absolute pleasure. It was a chance to just be me, in a hotel room, with no knock at the door, no phone ringing. Yes, there was a gig to organise - but we had a chaperone, ad most of the plans were in place. I could just get - mindful, for want of a better word. Free to take in every tiny detail, to enjoy it all, to remember it all. Even now, I can recall what it felt like to sleep in that room, the look of the city outside my window, the taste of the food. I can feel the warmth of the sun as I walked to Faria Lima station. I can feel the pavement beneath my feet, and the clouds above my head.
Every now and again - that's what you need. TO not just live life, but to connect to the process of living.

Amazing.

Well, I'm here.
Back in Sao Paulo. I can't quite believe it, really. There were so many times that this entire thing felt like a pipe dream, so many times it threatened to collapse upon itself, and never get off the ground. But: we made it.

There's the view to prove it: fourteen floors up, from my hotel balcony. We're in a funky part of town, and every now and again, domestic jets absolutely SCREECH over the building, on a crazy turn from the airport. Absolute AVgeek heaven.
Anyway - what was the journey like? Well, it wasn't bad, at all. A cab ride to Heathrow (getting stuck behind a rolling roadblock on the M25 caused a momentary panic, but thankfully, it was over quickly) then, a beer with the boys, before removing myself to the lounge for some reading, food, and charging the devices. The Swiss Air flight to Zach was absolutely exemplary -it left on time, was spotlessly clean and efficient, comfortable and relaxing. We arrived for our layover on time, and it was only a brief walk to get to the train station, which took us to E gates, where the international flights depart. Then, a little light queueing, and we were on board our 777 to Sao Paulo. A good flight - and not that painful  considering it's eleven and a half hours in economy. A Thai vegetable curry (hugely spicy - bonus!) and then sleep (of sorts). A quick breakfast, and some reading, and we were heading into the airport before I knew it. Ridiculously, it then took ages to get through Immigration, and even longer to get through downtown traffic to our hotel, than it did to actually fly from London to Zurich.
Once in the hotel, we ate breakfast (devoured the buffet, basically) and then headed off to do radio interviews. Following that, I briefly danced with Jetlag (an insane half hour when it seemed like I would drop into a sleep that I couldn't rouse myself from) and have sorted the room, and unpacked thoroughly. The room is now meticulously organised, and I feel great.
Dinner in a couple of hours - then I'll attempt to get a decent night's sleep. I suspect it'll fall short, but that's life.