CORTINA D'AMPEZZO, Italy — Soaring arias. Wrenching tragedy. Joyful triumphs. Exotic backdrops. Climaxes often designed to produce tears, sad or otherwise.
Perhaps more than anything, the operas that Italians began creating 400 years ago are designed to make you feel. To have the rest of the world melt away as you get lost in a story sung in a language you might not understand, but whose stakes are unmistakable.
No wonder the country that invented the art form where music and poetry merge, and these Winter Olympics seem to be such a perfect fit.
The quadrennial spectacle that began its stay in Northern Italy with a gala hosted by the International Olympic Committee at the iconic La Scala opera house in Milan spent its first full week reflecting the host country's signature art form onto itself.
The magic the Games so often provide, no matter where they may go, seemingly a little bolder, a little louder, a little more deeply felt.
Tearful exits
The initial gasp that gave way to eerie silence after American skiing star Lindsey Vonn's right arm clipped a gate just 13 seconds into the women's downhill on Sunday, leading to a spectacular and brutal crash that broke her left leg and ended her unlikely Olympic return at 41.
Crashes happen. It's a part of the sport. The ''only at the Games'' flourish came afterward, when Vonn's long, slow helicopter ride down the mountain to safety veered gently to the left, flying over the grandstand where the throngs who came out to watch her bid for history waved a tearful goodbye instead.