Treading Lightly on the Lonely Road.

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I never wanted a solitary profession. One in which my colleagues were remote or virtual. One in which I had no peers or, even, adversaries. I wanted the tête-a-tête with all the camaraderie… Continue reading

No Camping, But Hoping For Karaoke With Belgians

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The first time I found out that I would be going to France, I was drinking a margarita in the shower. It was my senior year of college, and I got a phone… Continue reading

He’s Right About One Thing.

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My dad says I work too much and don’t have fun. He’s right about one thing. This very thought spins around my mind as I bounce and bang along the dusty, rough-strewn cobbled… Continue reading

Le WeeFee, Une Lavage, & the Ibis Surprise. (Part Deux)

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Where did we leave off…? Notice how many days have passed and I am just now getting to the blog. The most challenging part of the Tour for me may be the voluntary… Continue reading

It all started with the WeeFee. And Ended with Washing Laundry in the Shower.

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The Tour de France is a perfect microcosm for life itself. Everything that happens here can be applied knowledge to our daily existence. Take today as an example. Wed July 4th, Stage 4,… Continue reading

Les Gaufres de Liége & Le Tour de Pain

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At BrakeThrough Media, we spend a lot of time in Belgium. A. Lot. Somehow it became our Euro-home-away-from-home. Yes, We adore the quaint cobbled alleys of brocaded renaissance stone work. Jim has an… Continue reading

A Police Escort, Kazakhstan Triplets, and 3467k to Paris!

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This month we spend 25 consecutive days filming at the Tour de France. Yeah, that’s right. vingt-cinq. NO matter how you cut la moutarde, it’s a whopper! But the life, oh, you must… Continue reading