We went out to the bus station to go back to the immigration office at 730am. We waited for over half an hour for the bus. A couple of other guys were waiting with us looking down the street for the bus to come. They finally said it was coming down the street. We went to look and saw the bus stuck in the small street. A grocery store truck was double parked in the street with no driver in sight. The bus couldn't get around the truck and was stuck with a pile of cars behind it. The bus started honking but no one care to move the truck. The bus kept honking and finally someone came to move the truck. This is such classic Italy; we love it, and it makes us smile.Brian and I went back to the immigration office to learn more about how to get the "nulla osta". We see this as an option to being able to stay here. It basically will allow me to do freelance work while we reside here. Brian could get an elective residence here with his retirement, but neither of us can work at all with that type of visa. Even with my online work from the US...It's kind of frustrating.
Anyway, we went back to the immigration office, and we were directed to the window and talked to the same guy we talked to last time. He remembered our situation and asked about the citizenship situation. We explained what the lawyer had said about how it is not possible for me to get citizenship because my parents are American, and I only lived here for 3 years. He gave us a ticket number to see a lady at another window. We waited for a while and then went up to talk to her. She did not speak very much English, so she got another worker who spoke some English to help translate. She said that I would need to supply all of the necessary documents in Italian and have them certified to be able to have freelance work while in Italy. I got a paper with a checklist on it so hopefully that will help us. We headed back to the bus. We are curious about the people sitting around the immigration building. There is a guard at the gate of the immigration area and you have to tell him why you are there and show him your papers. Then he lets you into a little courtyard and we go into a building. But there are always many people sitting in the courtyard. We wonder what they are waiting for, why are they there? There are also people outside the gate...maybe they can't get in?We picked up some food for lunch and fed the kids quickly and got into our church clothes to go to a baptism. It was on a Thursday at 1pm...isn't that an interesting time for a baptism? In the apartment we are staying in, we are on the 7th floor. We all barely fit into the elevator together; when we have groceries, then it's really fun! This was the first time we walked to the church from our new apartment. There is a set of 100 stairs that we have to walk up to get to the right street!
The baptism was of a man who met the missionaries 3 years ago, but his life was not in the right place at the time. He knew the Book of Mormon was true from the first time he read it. Now was the right time to be baptized. We met some nice people.I did some work on the computer, and then Teako and I did a tutorial video about the new kids kit with doterra. It was a lot of fun to do the live facebook video with her again. We were going to take Ben and Preston to the park, but then we saw the barber shop and took the boys to get a haircut. It was such a fun Italian barber who was so great with the boys. They look sharp with their new haircuts.
Brian and I went out shopping and strolling and ended up eating gelato, not once, but twice! You know it's a good day when you get to each gelato TWICE! The first gelato came from a place that was new to us in the area, but our second gelato was from one of our favorite places nearby. The worker is named Danielle. He is very nice, and Brian was able to talk to him about the church. He teases us about how we don't eat gelato with alcohol or coffee. He might be interested in going to the English classes. It was the end of the day, so he gave us the croissants to take home to the kids.
