So,
I'm in a different country. As far as I know, May 2, 2010 never happened. So weird. But that's okay, I like it here. Fiji is absolutely beautiful. Even walking out to our little plane this morning, I was astounded by the gorgeous landscape. Things run differently here - punctuality doesn't matter. But some people already live like that *COUGHICANTTHINKOFANYONETOBASHONBUTIFEELLIKEIFITAPPLIESTOYOUYOUSHOULDTAKEITPERSONALLYCOUGH* ... We spent hours waiting for all our travel arrangements to work out, but it's okay. I got to play volleyball in Fiji with some natives. My life is awesome. I feel God working. Though it's great to be here with friends, I've met some great people by forcing myself to go in different groups. One of those, Mesaki (spelling), is awesome. I'll try to get a picture with him by the end of the trip. I asked for prayer regarding being friendly to others, and God came through, giving me opportunities to extend myself.
On another note, I don't want this trip to be about the story it adds to my resume. I'm worried that the sponsor thinks only in terms of resume supplements and recommendation letters. I care about these people. They are real. Even though being here does not seem so. Is this real life?
Lauren is waiting for the computer. I'm out. Maybe I'll post again later.
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