We've been on a nearly perfect vacation in an amazing Caribbean town. It's been fantastic in almost all respects. The down side? I almost asked the playing the guitarron if I could sit in with the band, as I am JONESING for some guitar time!
With the family and snorkeling gear, there's just no way to bring along even a small travel guitar. I'm having severe withdrawals. My left hand nails are too long. My foot is constantly keeping an imaginary beat. Every surface is a drum. My wife may kill me.
Oh we'll, back to the water, where I can sing into my snorkel and only annoy the nearest fish...