Big Tush

Ah yes, the sights of Sumo. If you ever want to feel better about your aging body, take in a sumo match and check out the mounds of flesh on these boys. Wow - I felt positively svelt!! In all their glory, these guys strutted around proudly on the stage, displaying their attributes (and glutes) for all to see. Part sport, part theatre, it was definitely worth the trip.

And, my fears of Ariana blurting out "tushie, tushie" were unwarranted. Instead, she kept pointing the program where pictures of all the sumo wrestlers were printed, saying "boobies, boobies". So much for not being embarrassed in front of Arny's coworkers. Fortunately, they thought she was adorable so we were safe. At one point when Ariana and I went for a walk, we stopped by the area where the wrestlers come in and out. A friendly group, they will stop and sign autographs and pose for pictures. Of course, I left the camera with baba-san, so I did not get the shot of Ariana shaking hands with one of the wrestlers.

The only problem was sitting for hours on a little cushion on the floor, as each seat is really one of four little cushions in a box. A tiny little isle runs between each row of boxes and you are required to tuck your shoes, bags and anything else you can fit (which is not much) there. While not as close a view, the seats further back are regular seats, so what you miss in proximity you gain in comfort. We may try it next time.