Day 33: England vs Germany (across NV, AZ, NM and into TX).

Oh god. Too early for all this… but i’m here. We’re losing. But we’re looking good and I’m sure that was a goal we scored. Mars and Richard are here. The coffee machine is flooding and there’s bright Arizona desert outside…

Update: no surprises there then. England continues its career of uselessness at any kind of international competition. The only exception, as was discussed backstage yesterday, is popular music. We’re sort of untouchable when it comes to that. Consoling myself here.

I can’t stand just flying through Arizona and New Mexico. Two of my favourite states ablur out the window. Georgia OKeefe comes and goes. Paul’s on This American Life, i’m working, Mars is watching the next game, sleepers elsewhere.

We got our first proper night off in a while today. Got to hotel in ElPaso around 3.30 and had the rest of the day here til midnight. Swim, shower, mexican food (not that great unfortunately) and the world’s largest Margarita meant i was at the bus by 12.05am… Off to San Antonio. Harry Potter is on. Watching a bit in the bunk.