So, the last couple of days it rained often and hard. Fun to watch the palms dance in the wind - but for sure not kilt weather. So I wore a pair of chino style shorts home on the plane. So we're standing in the Disneyland like line at the airport and an American guy who'd apparently been on our flight down too said, "Hey, where's your kilt?"

Amazed he remember me a week later and in dressy shorts. Explained about the foul weather and complimented him on his memory. He claimed a photographic memory. So I asked him what tartan I wore last week. He said green and red....so half right for the Isle of Skye.

Drove on home from LA today - kilted.

Will work on pics when the laundry is done.

Here's a pretty dark one of some culture blending at a restaurant in Playa del Carmen...they hustle photos at this place.



T-shirt I'm holding is for the local Bomberos. Gonna wear it with my firefighter's memorial tartan kilt.