Just got in from a kilt night with my fellow kilters from Men In Kilts - New York ...

on the way home, after hanging with that crew until far too late & doing an obligatory visit to my favorite piano bar, got onto the subway to make my way back hime.
Am quietly seated on the train, face buried in a crappy book but what do I see out of the corner of my eye but a bright green tartan going by... I look up and there, 3 seats away from me, is a guy in full formal regalia: Kilt, Prince Charlie, vest , bow tie - the full lot!... The biggest of big grins breaks out across my face and he looks at me slightly confused and then I stand to show that I am also kilted for the evening. Conversation ensues in which he shares that he is here from Scotland, been here a few months - lives the next town over from me, had just come from a Burns Dinner (with over 200 guest but less than 10 were kilted!!!) and was wearing his grandfathers gear (the kilt was the only thing left to him in dear old granddad's will) I gave him the story of my kilt group & our adventures in kiltdom and he seemed very interested in joining in. We exchanged cards and will hopefully get him out & about in his kilt (he has only one)

And here is the photo to back all that up!!!



There was a couple who got on the train after us & found the whoel thing too damned funny & the guy insisted his girlfriend take a pic with us as well - i dont have a copy of that one - sorry ...


I also had another random kilt encounter tonight with a guy in a leather kilt as i was making my way to the train station - we stopped & chjatted for a bit & he said he woudl definately be in touch to join in with my group... Didnt have the where withall to get his pic tho :-(

Sometimes you just have to love NYC!!!