I am he who died and was reborn. Worship me.

Hello.

Here's what's gone down the last few days:

We've started drumming classes. Naturally, I am wonderful.

It's been beautiful weather, not too hot during the day with a cool ocean breeze at night. Mmmm. I've heard that Melbourne is freezing.

Too bad about that.

I have been putting on my sunscreen like a good boy and suspect that I am the whitest person in Ghana.

I think dinner's ready.

In conclusion, I have been drumming, hanging around, I passed out and died for a little while (stopped breathing, apparently) from heat exhaustion (I rode an old bike with low gear up a sandy hill in 30 degree heat after not exercising for 7 years), eating, drinking, dancing (I am surprisingly good) and generally annoying the crap out of people and being the resident smart-arse of Ghana.

Sorry that this post is so short and not very juicy, I will write more often in the future. The dam has now broken.

I promise.

I have some photos of my room and where I'm staying, but I will have to upload them another time. So stay tuned.

Thanks SO much for reading.

Bonsoir,

Jacob