It's beautiful.
My Aunt and Uncle brought it to me down here in Mexico - barely. When they got to the airport in DC they realized they'd forgotten it, so they changed flights and drove back home to get it (bless their souls). When they got to Mexico City they spent the night in a hotel and then flew to San Cristobal this morning. They forgot the flute at the check in counter in Mexico City, but remembered it right before they boarded their flight and miraculously were able to go back and get it. This is the flute I saved for for years, sold other instruments to buy and have waited two and a half years for and plan to pass on to my grandchildren. I'm just glad it got here. It almost didn't.
Upon it's arrival the flute had not been played for three months, nor oiled, so the first thing I did was to give it a nice bath and massage in olive oil.
After a couple hours of just gazing at it longingly I could wait no longer and I brought it to my lips to play. It's beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. More beautiful than I expected (funny how things usually turn out that way). It's beautiful to look at. Beautiful to listen to. Beautiful to play. A pure joy.
The flute in it's box.
Another shot of the flute in it's box.
Three pictures of the entire flute.
The crown.
Headjoint shots.
Left-hand joint.
Right hand.
The C foot.
I know some of these pictures are a little blurry and it's hard to see the metal-work clearly, but they were taken on a crummy digital camera that could take pictures from very close. Hmm... they came out bigger than I expected too. Sorry!
Deliriously happy,
Chris
That's one amazing looking flute, but I'm surprised it's already cracked (you can see it in the third picture). Since you're in Mexico, please ship it to me immediately so I can deal with Michael personally. It might take me a few months, but I promise to return it and you won't even be able to see the crack anymore. I'll also personally take the time to break it in for you! 
