My brother is a bit of a bohemian, and being the urban bohemian rennaisance man he is, his one request was a Charanga. ¨What is a Charanga?¨ I asked in the sort of, what-kind-of-mission-are-you-putting-me-on, way. It turns out that it is a small Andean guitar, small enough not to impose too much extra weight on Brianna or me, so off to the Charanga store it was.
The whole thing ended up being pretty fun. I found a shop that was crowded with musicians. I ended up buying the Charanga seen here. Max, this is your new toy; for the rest of you enjoy.
(I apologize for the sideways view of the movies shown on this blog, my techie spanish needs improvement.)
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