Thirteenth Post -- IN Australia!

I am jet lagged. A little bit. So hopefully that will make this post more interesting without me even noticing.

Well. I don't know where to start.

So I traveled for I don't know how many hours, from DFW to LAX to Auckland to Melbourne to Sydney, where I stayed overnight, and finally (in relation to plane travel), Ballina. There I was picked up by some people from the YWAM base in Byron Bay, which is actually thirty-ish minutes away from Ballina, drove around in a rickety van with for a couple hours posting up flyers for the ship (which is coming in to Ballina next Tuesday), and then back to their base -- thirty-ish minutes away. So I stayed there overnight (last night), woke up, was informed somebody would come pick me up at 8am, Kevin (base director) picked me up, drove another thirty-ish minutes away to where I currently am, which is I don't know where. I don't know where I am, really. All I know is it's a farm turned hostel (cabins/main building with kitchens&lounge area/little horses/pigs/pond with kayaks/beautiful scenery/and one rabbit that I really want to shoot because it looks so big) for the next few days, until we move to a church, until we move to another campground closer to Ballina, until I move onto the ship.
Get all that? Take some time to read back over it if you like. It's a lot of moving around. Quite scenic.
When I arrived this morning, we had worship/prayer times which was awesome. I felt almost right at home, which is pretty good for the first day. After worship/prayer we had morning tea, and then returned for lectures about the ship and what it's doing and who YWAM is and what not. Learning what I'll be saying to interested people. That involved splitting into groups of two every now and then for practice. I could go on about my day, but it got pretty boring from there, at least on paper (computer), so I'll spare you that. I did eat though.
The night is not over. It's only 6:42pm right now. I'm fairly uncreative right now, so all I can offer you is all that informational writing up there. Hopefully as time goes on I'll start getting inspired again and be able to entertain you with eloquent, smooth, and witty literature. Do I sound conceited?