Hot Scots

I'd been looking forward to attending the Scottish Games in Mount Pleasant, SC today. At least two people had told me that it was great and I'd previewed it for the Charleston City Paper. The Celts who run it are good folk who volunteer their time to raise $ for charities such as the Ronald McDonald House.

Unluckily for me, today was a scorcher. The hot Scottish food on sale was way too warm for a sweleterer like this and my 5-year-old son just sat in his buggy like a melted pat of butter. With a dearth of shade, the tornament was a torment for me. I guess the sight of all those Scottish pipers, drummers and dancers was too freaky without the attendant cold wind and rain that I'm used to back in the bonnie Highlands.