que che?

so...
today was the 5th time in italy that i've gotten lost.
i went down the street looking for a stop light that was never found.
luckily I was with a roomie. we almost got killed by crossing the freeway offramp and running through construction zones...why?
because I wanted to go to a thrift store!
by the way- all construction guys here do not wear shirts and they wear shorts( even when laying asphalt)...very strange I thought it was.
anyways, but the Lord is moving here. 4 hour prayer last night with the girls was bomb.
continue to pray for me to learn Jesus and also to learn the culture.
when we left at noon- we were a hazard walking through the streets, an hour later everyone disappeared, the ladies on their porches;sweeping were gone. the construction guys minus their shirts were gone. the barking dogs were gone and the stores began to close.
it finally made sense...siesta.
God bless Italy!