We are embarking on the “Secure the Border” portion of our tour today. We’ll follow Interstate 10 from Phoenix (where we played at Rogue Bar last night) all the way to San Antonio, often within a stone’s throw of drug cartel country. As you can see, Zac is already preparing for assimilation, if we are forced to join one of their gangs.
PS. We were stopped at an actual US Border Patrol outpost near El Paso. The agent took one look at Brandon (who was driving), told him that he looked like Harry Potter, and let us pass on through without checking our van or trailer. It appears that we’ve stumbled upon a new smuggling strategy.