So, let me tell you about my flight and my first week back in the land of Australia...
I got to Entebbe after roughly 1hr sleep. The airport wait was really quick which was nice. I was pretty keen for a 'mzungu' breakfast but they served matoke and egg... It was okay, i sucked it up! The Lord was so good to me on that flight, i got a whole row to myself so i got to spread out and sleep for about 90mins. The wait in Johanesburg was for 9hrs. I invested in a cushion and slept on a lounge for a bit. I had some food and just bummed around. My phone worked and it let me on the net which was a bit amazing really. I boarded the flight then our plane was evacuated because someone got caught trying to get onto our flight with 2 knives in their carry on luggage (how they got through the 5million security checks im not sure) but he told them that his friend was on the plane with knives also so we all got searched, along with all of our stuff and the entire plane. The whole flight was completely booked so it was pretty hectic. I had a middle seat out of three and was a bit bummed about that. The dude on my left was really nice, he knew the flight attendant so i got free stuff :) The person on my right never showed up so i moved on over to the window. The person on my left realised that his seat was broken so him and his son were upgraded so once again i had an entire row to myself. Im pretty sure every single person on that flight was envious of me. I got to lay down to sleep (as much as you can over 3 seats in economy), basically it went really well. There was some australian rugby team on the flight so when we got out of customs it was all intense with media and such things, i was pretty instantly hit with culture shock (actually flying over sydney put me in tears)... Maat met me at the airport and took me back to sam and livs. I HAD THE GREATEST FRICKIN SHOWER IN THE WORLD!!! Just putting that out there... We realised that the hillsong conference was on so we decided to go. We caught the train and got there to find about 250 people infront of us in a line to go in.. After waiting in the rain, a lovely man came and told us that the stadium was completely full so we had to leave. We went and had subway (which was frickin amazing) then decided we wanted to go see toy story 3 so we walked a few kms to the cinema... when we got there we realised that they didnt have 3D and it was already 9 so it would be SO late by the time we got back home. We had some coffee then made the adventure back home. The next day was fun times! I only got like 4hrs sleep so that wasnt so nice. We went and got some movies to watch then just chilled. Note to self : Blood diamond probably isnt the greatest choice of movie after spending 2 months with 62 former child soldiers then coming back to australia missing them like crazy and experiencing extreme culture shock on top of no sleep at all... i was starting to feel pretty physically gross so it was nice to just hang and do nothing. That night we decided to go to maats home group. I was like yeah cool, ill kinda just chill and not say much etc.. WRONG... they do t his thing called 'hotseat' where you get asked any question that they want to ask for one minute... it wasnt a minute... the pastor asked "did you just get back from africa"... so that started stories and crazy stuff... After i shared for what seemed like forever, we decided to just pray for each other and let the holy spirit mess us up... was insane! had some fun times... experienced some things that i didnt know about and realised some mess that had jumped in during africa... At this point of the night, i was feeling like i may die... Tuesday i couldnt sleep at all... i got to sleep at about 8am then at 11 i was woken to ask if i wanted to go to IKEA... answer was no... i spent the day doing nothing which was frickin amazing... Wednesday night we watched another movie and the others played risk... At this point i felt as though i had been hit by a truck... Today i had to go to centrelink and do some stuff... we also looked up my symptoms on the net and of course, i have malaria... i went THE WHOLE TIME in Africa without getting sick at all (minus some headaches) then as soon as i get back, im sick as a dog... Today was death... I was SO sick and stayed in the city... i had a bad fever before i left and was feeling really hot so i didnt take a jacket or anything with me at all... Obviously that meant that it would rain all day and therefore make me more sick... We got home and watched a movie... i fell asleep and has psychotic dreams.. apparently i was laughing in my sleep, asking for my mum then sobbing like a girl... naturally, noone woke me... now im in bed, wide awake and vomiting my guts up... frickin good times... i cancelled my plans for going to armidale tomorrow, which means more time away from my girls... i know this is not a happy little blog but im really not feeling happy... i also saw a cute inflatable kangaroo today, thought of candyce and cried some more... Good news though - today i got to pray for a homeless lady :) was fun times! So im preaching at a youth conference in a week... praying for be completely better by then! prayers definitely appreciated!
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