This morning I head north. My flight on GoAir into Delhi will whisk me away from the weird yet strangely comfortable surroundings that I have grown used to these past 6 days and drop me in the middle a city ripe with touts ready to take advantage of me at every turn as I attempt to make my way south to Agra before this evening.The other day while I was lost on the streets of Mumbai I was drawn back into a musical instrument store that I wandered past.I knew that I was going to ask for a small travel-type guitar. After strumming a few, I settled on one in particular which had a nice sound (not all guitars are created equal). I left and thought about the whole idea of taking a guitar with me up north. The hassle of carrying it around vs the joy of having it handy whenever I wanted it.The weird part is that I have three guitars under my bed back in Fresno that I haven't touched in a year or so. But now, here in Mumbai (and after seeing that concert/playing guitar in Barista) I seemed to feel like I couldn't do without. And so, about $50 later I present to you:
As a true pioneer I have some prepared for anything. At least for my bald head. I have been sporting that hi-tech mesh ball cap which worked well on hip, chic Marine Drive. It would have been a bit out of place (and definitely uber-touristy) to wear the safari hat, and it hasn't been cold enough to wear the beanie, Delhi however has been having unseasonably cold weather as has the entire north. I am looking forward to it, honestly. The lodging sans A/C is cheaper that it already would have been. Maybe the sun will make an appearance and I can go on safari in the northern Indian desert. More than likely I think it will be Alcatraz getting some much needed publicity around the Taj Mahal tomorrow...
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