'Murica!

"D Will is even famous in Italy...."

My country tis of thee, sweet land of liberty- of thee I write! Tanti auguri to the Red, White and Blue. Ti saluto! So this 4th of July was spent in travel to Milano for consiglio della missione. They did give us an American filled lunch with hot dogs, baked beans (there was no bacon or pineapple so not nearly as good as ol' Pierre's, and marshmellow pistacchio salad). We welcomed back President Dibb and got right down to business. At the end, President looks me and my companion dead in the eyes and says, "We need to speak." I naturally looked at Sister Bennett and said, "oh no, what have I done now?!". Turns out, it was just interviews again and it went very well. He complimented me on my work and said he is proud of the missionary I have become. :) Success.

"My American 4th of July lunch - Burger King.

I understand why America has an obesity epidemic."

But, I couldnt let the Fourth of July slip past without doing something American but we were limited to the Milano Centrale train station, so we ate Burger King. Nothing says Murica like Fast Food. Then the 4th was over and I will have to wait till next year for fireworks. Tear. 

But in other news, turns out my heart was very vulnerable this week. It seemed like everyone was flat out lying to our faces or only interested in the message for the wrong reasons. There is so much wickedness in the world and it seemed to be hitting us face on this week. In one particular encounter, my companion and I were sitting and teaching in the city piazza. A man came up to me and would not stop rubbing my arm and my back and trying to whisper in my ear. Well, my sweet companion was oblivious to the WHOLE THING and actually challenging this person to baptism so I was left to fend for myself. I was praying for charity because I just wanted to give him some back handed southpaw. However, after he explained to me that he was indeed baptized tanti anni fa in his country, he would make a good husband. I asked him why he hadn't come to church in Pisa. After listening to excuse after excuse and quickly losing patience with little wandering hands, I had had enough. "God cannot bless you because you are not keeping his commandments. He cannot bless your life because you are not keeping your baptismal covenant and you seem to not have time for him. Instead of trying to find a wife, you should probably repent." He then asked if my companion was single instead. hahaha This situation turned my day around. It totally could have broken me and made me even more angry at the poopy day but instead, I smiled and giggled as he walked away. You just got called to repentance and it felt so GOOOOOOD. I enjoy being a missionary.

But that is about all from Pisa. Pray for the work here, pray for the ward, and pray for me. Working hard because that is the Alley way and the only way that we know here in the Milan mission. Shout out to Boo in Argentina! Argentina is like the step sister to Italy so if my Italy can no longer win the world cup, the goofy step sister might as well! Hurrah for argentina! 

Vi amo tutti! Sorridete! 

Sorella Alley 

"I chose the right so often, my ring fell apart."

"Pretty sure he passed 8th grade art."

"My italian breakfast - prosciutto crudo, melone, e mozzarella."

"Look to the right of Sorella Bennett and who is that...

Prince of the day! Alladin! Prince Abooboo"