Easterfest!!!

       Our last Australian outreach came in a big hurrah in the form of a Christian music festival.
The whole base except perhaps 5 people all went up to Toowoomba, setting up tents, fences, and the like. You won't believe the amount of time and work that those things take, and I wasn't even there for a lot of it!
I was stationed in the kitchen. Kitchen is the best place to be (sometimes anyways) because we do crazy things like ad lib parodies of worship songs replacing the words with the name of whatever food we are cooking. We had an amazing time singing Disney and chopping\mashing 70 KG of potatoes all at once.
 Unfortunately, the shoes I bought for Japan were ones I thought were good, but were actually horrible, and I developed a really bad limp from an inflamed/stressed tendon. |So my Easter Sunday was spent watching gates for 8 hours. yuck. I did go and get new shoes, and I am soooo thankful for the head cook and his wife, who paid for half, and the insoles. I need to remember that I'm not invincible, and I have amazingly generous people around me. I mean, I don't even know how many people prayed for me that week!
  Easterfest was a lot of hard work, and a bit painful for me, but I still had a lot of fun. I got to go to part of The Almost's mainstage concert, unfortunately my camera strap broke, and I had to go look for it, but a lady brought it to lost and found as I was reporting it. How cool is that! I also went to a Shonlock concert. I liked his music, but I didn't know he was such a good showman! Then later on, as I was heading off to sleep, I bumped into the whole band. I talked to them for a minute, then they all gave me a hug, and told me to rest because my foot wasn't going to get better if I keep walking on it. Good artists, showmen and nice people? Sweet! The paintwall, constant worship and great new friends are probably the highlight of the week.
 God was really working in this weekend, and I think there were a lot of lives changed by conversations at the YWAM Chai tent. I'm going to miss it.
     I wasn't homesick much at all during DTS, but soon I'm going home, and I think I'm ready. I'll miss Australia and everyone, but I need to see my little siblings  before they are all taller than me! Fourteen days until I walk onto that Alberta bound plane, with suitcases full of stuff, and a head full of memories and ideas.