T-minus 8 days, 20 hours until departure

We just woke up and realized that in a little over a week we'll be temporarily out of the clutches of parental domicile and into the boundless unknown of Italy. We still have a lot of packing, learning Italian, and reading class materials (b00) to finish before we enter the Continental Airlines terminal at the Louis Armstrong Airport, but all that's secondary to the wonderful feeling of knowing that for a month, an entire month, our chief worries will be whether to pick up a bottle of white or red, or whether we want antipasto or a panini for lunch. These are dilemmas I think we're both more than ready to take on. Speaking of food, it's time for brecky. Ciao...