So I'm already off to a rollicking good start.  Or more accurately, I haven't moved at all.  I made the choice on this trip to fly British Airways... I figured I couldn't be as bad as when I went to Italy in 2007.  Well the jury is still out, but some of the evidence isn't looking too good.  My 5:30 flight has now been pushed to 8:40.  Not entirely sure when I will end up taking off.    So in the meantime, I'll leave for the airport in about another hour.  Here's hoping that everything moves along as it should when I get there.  Somehow I don't think this will be the end of the story.