Things I learned in Vegas
-Trying to find a redheaded woman at a Highland games/Celtic fest is like trying to find a white-haired lady in a retirement community.
-People have little trouble finding youif you are wearing a Irish National tartan even if you are hiding in a clan tent~! (Jerry, at SWK sure has a bright one!!! lots and lots of comments)
-Al Gingles can put a Las Vegas cab driver to shame!===("I am a professional driver"
It doesn't say you can't U-turn)
-Cocktail girls flock around the kilted guys (my wife complained bitterly, that she was only, regularly, offered drinks when she was near me...Me, on the other hand...)
-Turpin's sporrans are things of beauty...as displayed proudly by MrBill!
-Clan tents are wonderful places to taste Scotch. I think I inbibed in 24 or 29 different ones. Somehow, I lost count in the process...by the by, there was one named Sca** which I can't remember the whole name, that was just incredible, just as smooth as mother's milk, but not in as cute a container.
-You don't have to expose your "chests" at the Rio to get beads thrown at you.
-Those Highland "heavy" athletes can really toss "it" and that includes the caber and other stuff.
-"what happens in Vegas....ends up on the internet!"
-Kilties, in general, and XMarkers, in particular, are fantastic folks and welcome you with open arms into their groups and families, and I am happy to amongst them.
My thanks to Al Sporrano for being our taxi one day and to all the others we met and saw for making a most enjoyable holiday.
[B]IrishRob[/B]
MacSithigh of Ireland--Southern Donald of Scotland
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