I spy with my little eye... the Superbowl.

Yesterday I had an american evening, Superbowl baby! It was one of those nights, when chameleon Dubai just turns into Paris, London or Vienna... Well yesterday Dubai was New York. Bier, ribs, Beyonce and donuts. It was loud and fun and I still have no idea how american football works. All I got is that the very big players (hello testosterone) have to run like the wind with the ball to the other side of the playground, which is made trickier by the fact that the other team is allowed to jump on them and drag them into the mud. That's my comprehension of american football and it took 2 New Yorkian friends explanations to get me to that level of apprehension. That being said, I enjoyed a good burger and was happy to stuff my face with ribs... well Parisian or not, when you are attending an american evening, you've got to do it well.

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