It was just another hot summer night in Ben-Gurion airport. Everything was exactly the same as I knew it for the last 30 years. But this time was different. After this time, I would become an outsider. I am moving to Canada. Now.
My mother was crying so Itai (my younger brother) took her back to his car and back home. I was afraid she would collapse from the stress.
I checked in my luggage - OMG 90 kg. It was just too much. But after some bargaining we got it all settled. My faithful cat also went down the rail into the plane's belly.
My dad helped me out all the way to the gate. I was still carrying my chinchillas. They would stay with me during the flight. Another last hug and onto the plane. Lucky I got an aisle seat with the chinchilla cage stashed under my chair.
Last call to my wife, she was already in Toronto - "see you on the other side".
I turned off my cell phone and the plane started to taxi to the runway.
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