Preparing for Italy

It's hard to believe that tomorrow we'll be boarding a flight that will move us to Italy.  As I type, movers are rapidly making our mountain of "things to take" that had accumulated in our living room disappear into neatly organized boxes.  I'm just hoping the boxes eventually arrive in Italy... and that our apartment ends up being bigger than our living room (which is not an entirely unfounded worry).  If it's not, things could get a little tight.

Considering everything that Luke and I have already successfully done this summer (namely getting married and, of course, surviving the little visit from Irene on our honeymoon), we have high hopes for the whole Italy experience.  Luke has been taking a few language classes through work and can successfully introduce himself, say please and thank you, and say he's from America.  I, on the other hand, with the help of Rosetta Stone, have mastered about 6 colors and approximately 20 inanimate objects.  I'm not sure how to tell anyone "My name is Stephanie," but if I need to talk about a black horse eating white rice or a green apple, I'm all set.  

Despite preparations, moving is never a stress-free event, especially when moving to a place neither of us have ever been.  We're just doing our best to remember to pack everything we'll need for the next 6 months and trying to let the excitement overcome the nerves.

Well, until our next post (which will be from Italy!), Arrivederci!