But life moves on and Zone conference was Monday.

Caio

So not much has happened this week. We were going to get a few baptisimal commitments, but honestly it was all too perfect to happen. I was doing exchanges with one of our zone leaders, we had a member come with us to the appointment, and when we got there no one answered the door. It was painful. It was the first time they had done this to us, so I was way down. But life moves on and Zone conference was Monday. It is always a treat to have our President come and talk to us. He is amazing. He told us lots of cool stuff as always, and you could just feel the Spirit there. So something else happened. When I came up to Bari I was with a missionary, and the two of us have been in the same city since then. Well, in another city things were getting out of hand with a girl stalking a missionary, so we had a midnight transfer and this Anziano had to go down to Ragusa. I mention this because he was going to baptize this girl that the sister missionaries have been teaching since I arrived. Well, now that he is gone she asked me last night if I would baptize her. So possibly in two weeks that will happen. I'm so excited for her because she has been waiting for permission from her father for 6 months. I can't wait.

Here is another somewhat interesting story. As strangers to this country we have to get a permit to stay here in Italy. Mine just expired yesterday, so I renewed it today. What a mess! I first go the Questura (the place where they do this stuff), and they tell me that they have a new program, and I have to go to the post office to do it there. I then go to the post office, and they tell me they don't have the stuff to do this, and they tell me to go to this other place. So I go there, and they are able to help me, but I have to go back to the post office to mail all my stuff somewhere. When I get there, everything is in order, then they tell me "£57,50, please" It was like she just ripped out my throat. I had only 30 on me and thank goodness my companion had the rest. All in all it cost me about $100 to stay in Italy for another year! No worries though, don't think I'm in poverty. I have enough to get me through the rest of the month. It just shows how wacked up this country is. A wild goose chase ended with a throat cutting. I hope ya'll are all doing well. Thanks for your letters.

Arrivederci.

Anz. Paul