So last night my new newly minted wife and I were re-entering North America's atmosphere after 18 days abroad when a couple things hit me:
*Taking off from Fiji at 9:45 p.m. on Monday, flying for 13 hours, and then landing at Love Field at 7:45 p.m. on, um, Monday is just plain weird. My head and my iPhone's clock/calendar are still spinning.
*It's extremely rude for DFW to welcome us back with wind chills in the teens. One day we're on the beach in 92-degree heat and humidity; the
*Whatdya know, it's Super Bowl Media Day.
As Americans we're pretty confident the world rotates around our axis. And to some degree it does. There are four McDonald's in Tahiti and Kim Kardashian's ass-et graced the cover of some magazine in Fiji. But one thing became abundantly clear as we vacationed our way through Tahiti, Moorea, Bora Bora, New Zealand, Australia and Fiji - the rest of the world (or at least the South Pacific) doesn't give a Bula! about sports in the United States.
Instead, they're consumed with ...
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