Kilted in Las Vegas - The Drunks Dig It

[S Mitchell]

Two weekends ago, my wife and I went to Las Vegas for our 20th wedding anniversary.

And, of course, I wore my kilt.



I wore it casually all day Sunday. I got some compliments and a couple of drunken high-fives. And a few different casino employees hawking their time-shares and show tickets used the kilt as an excuse chat before the hard sell.

But most folks payed no more attention than a second look, if even that.

The only negative remark was from an older woman (she sounded older; I didn't see her) behind me at the Bellagio. I heard her say, from what sounded like scooter height, "Oh, no. We don't wear skirts here." I didn't bother to turn and look at her.

The strangest encounter was in the mens room of one of the casinos. The restroom was mostly empty and I'd picked the farthest urinal. When I'd nearly finished my business, I heard slow footsteps walking towards me.

I finished and adjusted my aprons and my sporran and turned to find a well dressed, youngish, drunkish, touristy guy looking at me (in the eyes, mind you.) He stood half on his side of the partition and half on mine.

A little peeved by the lack of etiquette, I asked him, "What are you doing, Man?"

"So, you're a Scotsman," he answered. He sounded British but I couldn't really place his accent.

"No, I'm American." I said.

And he laughed like I'd told him the best joke ever and he turned to his own urinal while I left. I couldn't stay peeved. It was silliness.

Anyhow.

My wife and I had a great time, and my kilt, along with the drunks, barely factored into our weekend.

[OC Richard]

I've been kilted in Vegas many times, on Fremont Street, during the after-Games Saturday evening events there during the Las Vegas Highland Games, and yes, with the freak show that Fremont Street is on a Saturday night (the shirtless muscle-y cowboys, the feather-clad show girls, the somewhat obese Batman, the people zip-lining overhead) a kilt garners little attention!

Just a reminder, the USA Sevens (rugby) tournament is coming up February 13-15 and I'll be there supporting Scotland with my pipes.

And the Las Vegas Games are April 18-19. See ya there!

The Massed Bands on Fremont Street, Saturday night; the band to the left is wearing the Nevada State Tartan

[Riverkilt]

Always a trip to be kilted on the strip. Folks mostly shrug it off. One trip there ran into another kilted gent. We bee lined for each other and shook hands like long lost friends. He was turned out for a wedding.

Kilts and Las Vegas are a natural match even when its not time for the games.



Arizona Tartan at Nine Fine Irishmen pub in NY NY

[S Mitchell]

I've been kilted in Vegas many times, on Fremont Street, during the after-Games Saturday evening events there during the Las Vegas Highland Games, and yes, with the freak show that Fremont Street is on a Saturday night (the shirtless muscle-y cowboys, the feather-clad show girls, the somewhat obese Batman, the people zip-lining overhead) a kilt garners little attention!

That's a great photo, Richard!

You know, I've yet to make it to Fremont and the old downtown, and this was our sixth trip to Las Vegas together (we eloped to Vegas 20 years ago) I'll make it a point to check it out the next time we go.

Along the new strip, this was the first time I'd seen all the Halo MasterChiefs and Transformers and cartoon characters, ala Hollywood Boulevard. I think I saw the same Batman. There wasn't any of it when we last went, five years ago.

My wife offered to take a picture of me kilted with two street-side showgirls, but I declined. I was afraid I might have to endure yet another sales pitch!

[S Mitchell]

Always a trip to be kilted on the strip. Folks mostly shrug it off. One trip there ran into another kilted gent. We bee lined for each other and shook hands like long lost friends. He was turned out for a wedding.

Kilts and Las Vegas are a natural match even when its not time for the games.

That's a great looking tartan (maybe some day I'll get my hands on an Arizona tartan kilt, myself) and that's a perfect venue for kilt wearing. We were going to go to the Todd English P.U.B. for a happy hour pint, but we got sidetracked.

I never saw any other kilts, but, at a swank lounge, I did see a young fellow wearing tartan trews, along with sequined loafers, a dinner jacket, and a starched, high collared (very high collared) shirt.

[Just Hugh]

I have no interest in going to Vegas. My wife has gone with a group of friends and I've always had a reason to decline the invite.

However, I'd go to be kilted while a massed band paraded down the avenue. That one picture may be the reason I'll break my boycott of sin city.

April, huh?

[Norbo]

looks like you hade great time id love to go to the US on holls some day but the accommodation id a fortune .

[S Mitchell]

looks like you hade great time id love to go to the US on holls some day but the accommodation id a fortune .

We always enjoy Las Vegas but each trip holds us for a couple years - a little Vegas goes a long way! And it's gotten more expensive with each visit.

For our 25th anniversary, we're hoping to get to Europe. We've got to start saving our pennies.

[kilttrip]

I got some compliments and a couple of drunken high-fives.

I wonder if I would get the same compliments and drunken high fives at the local watering hole?

[S Mitchell]

I wonder if I would get the same compliments and drunken high fives at the local watering hole?

You might, depending on the watering hole.

I wear mine often when I go out with my wife and friends. Vegas was the only time I'd gotten any high fives, but I get a lot of compliments.

Granted, some of the compliments are loud and less than coherent. int: