Molson Amphitheatre, Toronto, Ontario, Canada; Sunday, August 22nd, 2004; 19:20 PM

Rush concert: I got to the climax of the travel, a little bit more than two weeks after my departure, a little bit less than 2 weeks before my return.

I'm laying on the lawn waiting for the concert to begin. The sky is incredibly blue and the sun shines enough to keep me wearing sunglasses. I can see the CN Tower from here.

The audience seems tranquil, very different from the concerts in Brazil. The closest to it I've seen there were the people on the back part of Parque do Ibirapuera's Praça da Paz. From orthodox jews to canadian-pot smokers or Canadian Beer drunks. From Canadians from distant cities to people who has English as second language; I've already heard even words in Portuguese.

Just phoned home for 1 hour, ate a slice of vegetarian pizza and had a small-sized (700mL) Lypton's iced tea glass full of ice cubes.

I'm alone here and I miss home. Nothing unbearable, however had I had a safe harbour now and I wouldn't be back home soon. A girlfriend. "The" Girlfriend... a perfect fellow traveller; there's a lot in this world I wanna know! People, places; alone, together...

I'm not the same person anymore; everything here is very intense, very different, very active...

The show is about to start. Every minute of my life is part of a a much bigger show I'm the only who can see, listen to, feel. Life is an infinite show we're always trying to keep watching.