Today I made it to the Welcome Center for orientation. It was my third try. I'm happy to report, it wasn't worse than the fish.

(For those who don't know, I went to visit Andrea when she was a freshman at IU and on her dorm room door was a fish with her name on it. This was too good of an example of everything I did not want the welcoming process of college to be. I came home and explained to my parents that I was thrilled I was never going to live in a dorm situation and have a fish on my door. This became a major joke in my family. My aunt sent me a large fish with my name on it when I moved into my first apartment and so forth.)

& speaking of making it to orientation, I found out I have been living on the wrong time. This was a rather odd discovery. I mean, it is pretty ridiculous that I didn't figure this out on my own. Just to be clear, I am 15.5 hours ahead of you. Apparently Adelaide is one of the only places on the planet that is off by a half hour.

I went exploring yesterday and ended up at the park across the street from campus. I was in some shorts, which upon sitting in the grass became relatively short and soon infested with ants. I went on a quest for a bench in the shade and found one. I sat down, admired my surroundings, even took a picture or two and heard a rustling behind me. A snake. Not a big one, but a snake nonetheless. I screamed, shook my hands, and looked around for any onlookers who I could express my fear to. There was no one.

(I was informed today that nearly all snakes in Australia are poisonous. Note taken.)