The Price of Loyalty
The first hookah I ever felt real loyalty to was actually my second one, purchased on the last day of my seven month stay in Egypt. The first one I had was good, but I knew all along I’d be sending with a roommate as he headed back to Brazil, so I never really grew attached. That second one though, that one was glorious. With its shiny steel and emerald accents, it received more loyalty than my first-born probably will. It has sat shotgun for trips to Colorado as well as Austin, providing our car with the aromic joy of jasmine shisha for thousands of miles at a time. But this doesn’t come without its cost. It doesn’t take many trips like that for the hose to simply absorb flavor and forever taint the pure amber waves you’d rather have rolling through your hose. The solution here is easy: get a new hose.
However, what about that fateful day when my chamber finally stains? God knows it will happen. Every exhale will remind me of past glories and pure flavors no longer possible.
There were smiles on our faces as we worked on the design of the HoboHookah because we knew this would no longer be a problem. You don’t have to spend $30 or more on another empty glass chamber. Just go to your local tavern and pick up one of their empties. Or better yet, score yourself a full one. On that note, most of you Pioneers can probably change your chamber every weekend and attune it to your party’s theme. Rest easy, your HoboHookah will always maintain your Flavor Rep.
