The Girl Who Got Her Italian Residence Permit (For Real This Time)

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Too legit to quit, ragazzi.

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How to Almost Get Your Italian Residency Permit

Old iron gate with spikes partially lowered over stone arch

Italy is a gorgeous country with delectable food and fascinating history, but (1) You already know that. (2) It’s more fun to write about dumpster fires. So, here’s another one of my infernos.

Becoming Italian Part 5 (or How to Get Legit in Italy – Permesso di Soggiorno Continued)

Woman holds "Like a boss" mug

“What I did today and yesterday is not arrogant, it’s just proactive,” Renzo explains.

Becoming Italian Part 4 (or How to Get Legit in Italy – Marriage Certificate Continued)

Honey in bowl

Remember the signora with the URGENTISSIMO sarcasm stamp? I was completely wrong about her.

Becoming Italian Part 3 (or How to Get Legit in Italy – Marriage Certificate)

Marriage Certificate

“You and your husband have the exact same birth date?” the Milan city hall employee asks me. "No, no, we don't," I say, showing her my passport while a nice cup of anxiety brews in my belly.

Becoming Italian Part 2 (or How to Get Legit in Italy – Codice Fiscale + Tessera Sanitaria)

Italian jets in sky form colors of Italian flag next to angel statue

We head to Agenzia delle Entrate to get my codice fiscale (more or less an Italian social security number) and tessera sanitaria, a card that will allow me to enroll in the public health system in Italy (suck it, Paul Ryan).

Becoming Italian Part 1 (or How to Get Legit in Italy – Permesso di Soggiorno)

Old fashioned wooden drawers for documents

In Italy, of all places, of course government work would be an art form. You see the Statue of David, I see a misshapen gargoyle that will delay the legal process by fourteen months.