Maurice and I love college football and usually only get to see it on television the next day after a game in France. We went to one game in Arizona to see ASU play and it wasn’t a good experience. We were under an overhang and it trapped the hot air (it was in the high 90’s even though the sun had set) and made us very uncomfortable. A bad plus for me was that the noise was also trapped there. I fished around in my purse and found a pair of ear plugs from our flight on the airplane and used them. ASU was badly beaten to top it all. We made the mistake of taking a taxi both ways from my mohter’s house and with all of the traffic, it cost us a pretty penny. When we went to visit my children in Texas, my son, who went to TCU in Fort Worth, wanted to go to a game. After our former experience we weren’t too excited but we did and had a great time. It helped that we were in the open air and on the side of the stadium that was in the shade.
Another girl in boots. You can see her with the tailgate parties going on. We were parked in the main party area and people had tent coverings, grills going, drinks, mostly beer, radios to listen to the game and some had large TV screens. In fact, some people just set up chairs out in the parking lot and never went into the stadium, just watched TV or listened to the radio. Maurice was fascinated by it all and went over and asked a family if he could take their photo. When he told them that this was all new to him and that he was from France, they were amazed and stood up and shook his hand. One man said if anyone said anything bad to him, to let him know and he would take care of it. Maybe they thought someone would have a antiFrench thing. Later my son was having indigestion from that barbeque we had just eaten so he looked around for an older man who was grilling meat, asked him if he had anything to take and, sure enough, the man gave him some medication. A fun American experience.