Karen and I drove over to the nearest city today to check out their Winter Festival. They had numerous country pavillions, and we wanted to check out the Scottish, Irish, and German ones (Karen's parents are both German).

The Scottish pavillion was pretty good, although I was the only kilted male there who wasn't a volunteer. I managed to buy a pair of Lovat Green Locharron kilt hose from one of the few vendors. We stayed for a short while then drove over the the Irish pavillion. We were quite disappointed with that one, very little in the way of displays and most folk didn't seem very friendly. It felt like a bad St Patrick's day bar party.

The last one we stopped at was the German one, and as we walked through the parking lot to the entrance a younger woman with her kids looked at me and said "isn't it a little cold to be wearing a dress?" It was -20C outside at the time. I was totally gobsmacked! All I could do was look at her, shrug my shoulders, and say "obviously not!" Some people's mothers! At least the pavillion made up for it...great food, excellent music and dancing, and lots of friendly people.

This was the first day that I've been out kilted since we moved to Manitoba. I'll add a few pics of the Scottish pavillion shortly.