The Alps

We were blessed in a break from the rain as we drove south from Munich on the autobahn towards the Alps. Our host programmed a warning to chime when we hit 120MPH, as he suggested we didn't exceed that speed until after the car had completed the break-in process. We only heard the chime twice on the picturesque drive through Bavaria. There is nothing quite like driving that fast, and being passed by another car as though you are standing still...

The clouds started to stack up in the mountains, and as we cross the Alps we even had light snow in the air. We had planned to stay in Austria and get some hiking in, but the weather and joy of driving pushed us further on to Northern Italy. It turns out that mid May is the time that the resort towns in Northern Italy take off - so town after town had no lodging. After a few more hours of driving than planned we found an unadvertised hotel above a restaurant outside of Cortina (host of the 1956 Winter Olympics). We woke up early the next morning and continued our drive toward Venice.


It is easy to see why this church was built at this location