On Wednesday, February 18th , Benson and I drove 3.5 hours NW to Tirano, Italy for our long-awaited Olympic event. We drove past Lake Garda until we got to Brescia, then we turned almost entirely north from there for the remainder of the drive. I drove for the first 2 hours, and then we switched. Benson, as it turned out, got the more technical portion of the drive . . . But the mountains were sure pretty along the way, and I had the luxury of being in the passenger seat where I could take pictures at this point. While passing through some tiny little town, I took a picture of this pretty scene while we waited for the light to turn green . . . Another really cute town that we passed through was called "Aprica" . . . it looked like an Italian version of Park City, Utah or maybe Truckee, CA. Basically a skiers home-base kind of town.  Benson was a little stressed out about all the tornante (or switchback) turns in order to get down into that valley waaaay down below us . . . Bu...