So the whole experience was rather surreal. He we were sitting in a place that could easily be in any U.S. city. We're watching THE American game like we would any other year. On my right is a guy who is from Chicago, on his way back from Antarctica. One my left are my Kiwi friends Mark and Hannah in all their accented glory asking questions about the game and being just as confused as I am about rugby. All the people in front of me are rooting for Indy because a few of them are actually from Indy. The row behing us are also Americans. There were none of the in/famous Superbowl commercials. We had advertisements for cricket and rugby instead. So there were several moments it didn't seem like we were in NZ at all. Yet we weren't in the U.S. either. And when the game was done, we walked outside it was midday and sunny outside and people were driving on the left side of the road. Go figure.
Fiona and Charisa with Manning.
Charisa, Mark, Hannah and a grumpy Mark. Mark and Hannah were our token Kiwis of the party. Mark had some very intense questions about American football.
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