I have had my Orlando 310 nylon classical for about 30 years. My step mother who grew up in Burbank, CA owned it originally. She may have bought it near Venice Beach as she lived in the canals area in the late 60's and early 70's. she died in 1984 but I sorta already took over the playing of that guitar around 1980. It isn't quite as beat as Willie Nelson's beater but damn near. The second and third frets on the board are worn down over a quarter inch deep from the bending of the A and D strings and it has taken quite a few hits to the floor over all the years. However, it rings true to this day. Most of the damage was done before I ever got ahold of it. Imagine Venice Beach hippies banging on this thing for a couple of years. New tuners, strings and a cleaning and daily playing has made me yet again appreciate this haggard beauty. The deep tones are just amazing. This guitar has traveled the states and was abused more than slightly but now resides in Colorado and gets taken out to the porch and is played with respect and a joy that few know. It isn't the only guitar I own, however it is the only guitar that I've written about. I wrote lullabies for my daughters on it 30 years ago, it suffered searing heat of the Joshua Tree National Monument days, the freezing chill of high Sierra nights and yet it still plays well. I am thrilled to have found this thread because I remember when "made in Japan" was synonminus with cheap but who understood back then cheap would also bring joy for a lifetime? Testimony to a good glue job with quality materials. Buy a new guitar? Well, I guess, if you have to.