Read how a road trip across the Keys of Florida, to the southern-most tip of the United States, cultimates in an explosive sprinkle of sharp snap-shots and personal mishaps that will make you smirk and want to pack your bags. The North American continent is fraying out along its edges like a carpet and I’m leaping over an array of tiny islets. Land is no longer solid, is dissolving, and the intensity of the light stings me in the eye till it hurts. Everything is sureal and I’m dizzy with excitement.
