Tag: France

Tour du Mont Blanc: Feet on the Ground, Head in the Clouds

The first day left us questioning whether we could complete the next ten. Everything hurt. Feet, calves, thighs, feet, shoulders, backs, feet, necks, feet, feet and every muscle in between. Muscles hurt that we didn’t even know we had. Did…

Paris

Note: So, this post is only about 5 months late. And I believe apologies are in order to my good friend Dr. Lt. Rhett, for sharing his tales of travel woes, but I promise it has a happy ending.  The…

How does one say “Baseball” in French?

This is the latest installment of my on-going narrative of my experience with Couchsurfing. The full story can be found here.  Say what you will about Milwaukee in winter, but in summer, the city truly comes alive. Well, it comes…