I remember the last time I flew with a guitar...
And that was the last time I ever saw that guitar.
Well, kind of... it's a pretty crazy story...
SOOOO... I'm flying to VA from Florida with a Washburn Chicago Series, tweed case, blah blah blah. Spent all summer saving up for it so I could by it from my brother. I get to the airport and they're like. "You need to check your guitar". I was like "I'm not checking my guitar". The lady says "You have to". So I finally gave in.
I land in VA, and I stand at the baggage claim for about three hours. No guitar. I call them every hour on the hour for the next three days. No guitar.
Well, about 10 years later (at least), I'm out at dinner with my girlfriend, and there is a music shop in the same area as the restaurant. I'm like "Let's roll in here and check it out".
So we do, and lo and behold, there is my Washburn hanging right there on the used shelf for $400.
I said "Do you mind if I play that for a second?". The guy hands it to me. I immediately roll it over to see if it has a little tick in the back of the neck from where I hit it up against the bedpost 10 years prior. A memory I will never forget. And neither did my brother (at the time). Yup, it was still theres. It's the one. By the way, it was a very distinguishable color. AND, I have a video of me playing it.
So I strum on it for a while, and the guys like "So, you wanna buy it?". I said "I did, about 10 years ago".
I explained the whole story to them, and they were really cool about it. They were even willing to go through the whole process. But I was like, you know, I think some kid should come in here one day and find this guitar, and start a little something of their own...