Just sat here thinking about guitars, as you do, and started thinking about some of the more unusual places I have played guitar.
For me living in the UK it was buying a Baby Taylor in San Diego and then spending late afternoon's on the beach singing and drinking wine.
When I was playing regularly in the 80s, the band I played in did an impromptu ceilidh on the deck of a ferry to Holland and a set or two in a Danish train carriage! (Guitar, double bass, fiddle and ullean pipes). man, I miss those days!
What's yours?
