The clock was ticking closer and closer to 5 pm, almost the end of another work day.
Yet we are driving, not working, making our way into a tailgating parking lot.
It was Monday Night Football, and the Arizona Cardinals were taking on the New York Jets.
CJ are I are making the best out of moving down here, away from our family and friends, and trying to carve a nitch into our new State.
We bond over football and hot dogs, chant “Rise up Red Sea”, and revel over the Cardinals win. We take a bike taxi back to the car and chat with a guy who is also a transplant, but from NY.
We find that we’ll make it through this move together here in our new hometown.
