28 May 2008
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There is something about a man in a skirt…
Dear Reader,
Isn’t there? Today we had a chance to visit the Highland Games. In Western Australia we have an annual Highland Gathering but it is perhaps only one tenth the expanse of California’s Highland Games. Kilts from all around local regions and beyond came to share their beer and tales of glory. I couldn’t count the number of Clans attended but it was a wave of colored tartan as far as the eye could see.
The Scotts have a gift when it comes to creating a rhythm that pulses through your chest. If you close your eyes as a pipe band plays you feel like you’re listening to a lone piper, standing high on the Scottish cliffs and playing to the depth of the sea before him. The best of the best outside of Scotland were there and the music was captivating, the rhythm of the drums creating a throbbing heartbeat.
I love the lands of the isles. Ireland and Scotland both have a rich history and a proud people. The Highlanders created warmth and happiness for their families and despite their bloody history they’re a strong and proud people still.
We weren’t fortunate enough to find Haggis and for that I am glad. Despite vowing that I was willing to try it I was not looking forward to ingesting sheep guts. I may eat lamb, but I draw the line at parts of the animal that were filled with grass, highland or otherwise.
The shopping there was wonderful. I spent far more than I should but the celtic crosses, handcrafted jewelry, and medieval dresses were too fine and beautiful to resist. Of course, when my friends saw the delight I took in the Highland Games they were sorry that I had missed the Renaissance Fair that was only a week or so before. Next year, I’ll be here for that.
I’m obviously having a lovely time and tomorrow I’ll regale you with tales of the land of Disney. Stay tuned and stay safe!
Sincerely,
Rebecca
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My goodness, Rebecca! You’re passion is screaming in this captivating post.
I”m so glad you enjoyed yourself! A man in a skirt? No thanks! *giggles* Seriously, I could just see that man you’re talking about. And, wait. Is that music I hear?
*smiles*
Michele
Great post. I am fascinated with the bagpipes of Scotland. It is sweet music. Whenever I see men in “skirts” , I always look forward to that type of music. And you’re right about closing your eyes and listening….I usually do that when I listen to them.
You have described well your experience, makes the reader want to visit the place as well. Thanks for sharing.
There is NOTHING sexier than a man in a kilt! My lord. I’m lucky enough to live in a town where one of the country’s best kilt shops is located. The owner walks around town all the time in his kilt. I hope he starts a trend.
swoon.
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What about men in cassocks, too?