Another fun post from our daughter, Charli, AKA The Piglet!
There’s a misconception that sumo wresting is just a couple fat dudes bashing into each other, but there’s actually a lot ritual, a lot of skill, and a lot of training that goes into those fat guys bashing into each other.
Sumo tournaments are held three times a year in Tokyo and I was lucky enough… CONTINUE READING >>
Another fun post from our daughter, Charli, AKA The Piglet!
There’s a misconception that sumo wresting is just a couple fat dudes bashing into each other, but there’s actually a lot ritual, a lot of skill, and a lot of training that goes into those fat guys bashing into each other.
Sumo tournaments are held three times a year in Tokyo and I was lucky enough… CONTINUE READING >>
Michigan’s Upper Peninsula is the red-headed stepchild of the Great Lakes region.
Like kids left alone who’ve formed a tree house club, the people of the Upper Peninsula have developed a domain unto themselves, even a secret language all their own.
A conversation about a moose walking through town would sound something like this:
Michigan’s Upper Peninsula is the red-headed stepchild of the Great Lakes region.
Like kids left alone who’ve formed a tree house club, the people of the Upper Peninsula have developed a domain unto themselves, even a secret language all their own.
A conversation about a moose walking through town would sound something like this:
Bonjour! It looks like they “filmed” Beauty and the Beast here!
A day of provincial life as it has been for centuries, completely unpretentious. A place where the scent of flowers, coffee, and bread filled the air. Then a surprise.
We came upon a pretty little lane on a really steep hill named Rue Rompi Cuou and discovered that it means… how should we put this?… bust your… no… let’s say Break Your… CONTINUE READING >>
Bonjour! It looks like they “filmed” Beauty and the Beast here!
A day of provincial life as it has been for centuries, completely unpretentious. A place where the scent of flowers, coffee, and bread filled the air. Then a surprise.
We came upon a pretty little lane on a really steep hill named Rue Rompi Cuou and discovered that it means… how should we put this?… bust your… no… let’s say Break Your… CONTINUE READING >>
Another fun post from our daughter, Charli, AKA The Piglet!
