Frank Turner Offspring Tour Diary Part 6 - The End, My Friend

After the high-water mark of New Hampshire, we were heading relentlessly south as the tour continued. The drives were getting longer and the air was getting heavier. The Atlantic Coast in summertime has a tendency to be like a sauna, particularly as you head into Florida. I remarked to John that it was hotter than a Mexican arsehole as we drove through Virginia into North Carolina, and he laughed long and hard, telling me to wait for Miami. [...] Read more!

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