Greenville Highland Games

It began, as many things do, with a phone call from my sister, asking me if any of us (me, Mom, and Dad) wanted to see Prince Edward at the Greenville Highland Festival. We wondered a little while who Prince Edward was ("In a Can?" "No, that's Prince Albert...") and then decided to go, whoever he was. We never actually saw His Royal Highness, but we saw the car show, and the border collie demo, Coyote Run, sword-fighting, what felt like dozens of bagpipe bands (Many MANY renditions of Scotland the Brave. Many.), Albannach, and lots of sunburned little children halfway painted blue smiting each other with wooden swords.

( More pictures here. )

I'll put my videos up as soon as they're all together.