I don't know what you heard about me..

Pictures never work on here, but I put some on facebook if you're interested.

This morning I woke up in a very good mood despite the early(ish) hour and rolled out of bed (after wishing Bersky a good morning and untangling myself from the sheets that had somehow ensnared me in the night).

Last night we had a wonderful rendition of fortune telling in which everyone realized what their true fates in life were, all regarding love, of course. And the cards don’t lie. We videotaped a bit of it and it is so hilarious to watch the things we do. My friends are hilarious.
We met at the train station to get to the hotel. At said station Lynzie and Elder [de Rove? Can’t remember because it’s Italian] had a mini rap off in which Lynzie was hilarious and he rapped in Italian. Elder White is trying to teach him lots of gangster lingo, which is really not necessary. Also, though he is Italian he speaks perfect English and actually kind of sounds like my brother Tyler. We also met the new missionary who is fresh from the MTC as of Tuesday. He is from Canada and was bragging about the great raps he’s written in his day.

Then we went to the district conference which was awesome because we saw every member of the Church we have met in the Siena area (which really isn’t that many, just so you know). About a third of the audience was missionaries, but we also met this super cute girl named Isabella who walked up and asked if we spoke Italian and when I said, cosi cosi she spoke to us in perfect English. Then Anziano Welch came up and tapped her on the shoulder while she was talking and she turns and gasps then turns back to us and said, “excuse me” and then starts talking to him in rapid Italian. And all the missionaries were finding old companions and people they went to the MTC with. It was just a very happy reunion. The members from our branch we saw were happy we made it. All the talks in the conference were amazing. The mission president for the area was left with hardly any time so he talked for about three minutes but it was so good and to the point. Anziano White introduced us to him afterwards and Lynzie asked him if she should go on a mission and he responded, “if you think you should, then go…it is what it is, a mission is one of the greatest things ever but, va bene. You’ve really got to make that decision yourself.”

And I’ve decided I’m definitely going on a mission because missionaries are the coolest people ever and serving people and the Lord is the greatest thing ever. I just wish I didn’t have to wait a year and a half because I want to go right now.
Then we said goodbye to Anziano Welch because he got transferred to Rome. But he was just like, see you in March.

And then an adventure ensued that involved jumping on a bus that we didn’t really know where it was going without having a chance to buy tickets and jumping off, trying to find tickets, and jumping on again. And somehow looping around so that a bunch of missionaries we had just seen got on several stops later.

Then we got off the bus that stopped in front of the building that everyone was walking out of at the exact moment we got off the bus! Kismet.

Went to a gorgeous garden…you’ll have to just look at the pictures.

Super exciting moment in a museum when I was looking at a Jean Miro reproduction and saying how much I loved him when I realized…I WAS a Jean Miro painting, because I was wearing the exact right colors. Yes!!