Innsbruck sits in a valley with mountains to its north and south and the Inn River running through it. Just on the other side of those mountains is Germany to the north and Italy to the south. With relatively accessible mountain passes in both directions and a bridge across the Inn River (thus the name “Innsbruck”), this town became a very important trade route. Innsbruck is the capital of the Austrian Federal State of Tirol (or Tyrol). This region was much larger but the area of South Tirol was ceded to Italy at the conclusion of World War I.
If you were driving along US Highway 20 in eastern Idaho, you might well not give much notice as you pass by Picabo, ID (pics), pronounced pick’-a-boo. There’s not much to attract your attention, the Picabo Angler store with Texaco gas pumps and the Rancher’s Supply store across the street are the only noticeable enterprises. Alongside the highway is a small RV park with 17 spaces which is adjacent to a field belonging to one of the many ranches around Picabo, this one has about 40 or 50 sheep, two llamas and two horses. Nice neighbors.
When you try to imagine yourself seeing Venice (pics) firsthand, you may imagine the Venice you have seen in countless movies or on a postcard or perhaps in a travel publication or website. It turns out that Venice is exactly as I had imagined it to be. It completely lives up to all of the images formed through those movies and postcards.