Italia - Day One

So I guess I'm in Italy now... Kinda weird... But it's still exactly as awesome as last year! 

Hanna was a little excited to get off the plane.

This is mom and I waiting for dad to find the rental car. We are pretending to be bored, but we were actually too tired to be anything.

But somehow mom found enough energy to climb up onto this thing at the airport... and guess what?! She didn't get gunned down!

We went straight to the beach in Ostia

And within minutes, dad found gelato

We found these two guys, Osvaldo and Carmello (of course) who CJ knew from his mission. They were so great. I'm sure you can tell from the picture :)

Then we found Carmell's Mamma and she told us lots of stories.

All in all, it was a great first day. We were all a little delirious. Good thing I wrote it all down, because I don't even remember it now. 

Then we found a hotel! And SLEPT!

Monte Vesuvio

I have SO MUCH to blog about, but my computer is dying and I can't find my power converter.... So here is the view out my hotel window. If you don't hear from me again, it's because this puppy decided to blow again and my body is now under a few hundred feet of ash.

Ciao!

I love it when life happens. The secret is out.

Before mom wets her pants, I'll tell you I'm not getting married. Calm down. Believe me, I wouldn't keep that a secret. Unless I were marrying James McAvoy, because then his publicity manager would probably make me keep it a secret so our lives aren't bombarded by the media trying to get a shot at our hott faces. I mean his hott face, what was I thinking?

Eh Hem.

Where was I? Oh yes, my non-secret.

I just put my papers in.


Awesome, right?! 

I know. I'm stoked. Please be stoked with me? Thanks. The funniest part was whenever I would go to the doctor, someone would ask me where I'm going. And they were all Mormons, it's not like they don't know the system... I'm not judging them or anything, but they were filling out my medical papers while they were asking when I put them in! I love doctor people.

I'm not gunna lie, I had some major moments of doubt. I almost moved so many places in the past month. I almost pursued so many non-mission type things. (Not bad things, calm down mom). 

I love this song! Ain't No Sunshine by Bill Withers....  Mmmmm.... Delicious.

Oh yeah. Going on a mission. I almost pursued stuff like school, and other stuff, but at the end of the day I always feel like going on a mission is just the coolest and bestest and mostest wonderfulets (yes, wonderfulets) opportunity I could ever be given. What could be better than only having one focus in life, and that focus being serving the Lord? I don't have to worry about making enough money for a ski pass and gas and food (but a ski pass first!). I don't have to worry about finding the cheapest insurance. I don't have to go shopping for jeans. I don't have to find a new job when I hate mine, because I will have the best job ever, and it's all I need to think about. I will be able to study my scriptures and not be so rushed. I will meet amazing people. But mostly I'm just excited to watch those people change, and to work hard. I want to work hard sharing the one thing in my life that matters most. I love working hard for a good cause, but this isn't just a good cause. It is something that has changed me.

I'm hoping that in 2 years all those reasons will feel weaksauce because I'll find the real purpose. Please bless.

To put things lightly, I have been a little stressed out lately. My lame work is eating me alive, and making these life decisions is something that I cannot take lightly, even if I sometimes should. I feel like running away to Italy tomorrow. Hm, there's a thought.

I'll keep you posted. Thanks for reading.

I'm so flawed :(