We spent the weekend in St. Louis’ Tower Grove Park at the Festival of Nations. This year, one of our Highland Societies set up a Celtic Village hoping that some of the Irish and Welsh communities would come out and play, too. They didn’t, so Eric and I set up the Clan Campbell tent and spent the weekend looking up surnames and telling people which clans to investigate further. The weather was darn near perfect. It could have been ten degrees cooler, but the breeze and shade were enough to keep us from melting!
Clan Campbell tent. The piper is a McDonald, but we let him hang around and play anyway.
We had athletes competing behind our tents. This is the caber toss. Yes, that’s more or less a telephone poll.
I have no idea how many thousands of people came through to sample foods and shop at booths representing at least 40 different nations from all over the globe. Yeah, we ate well!
Vicky stopped by to visit. That was the icing on the cake! We’re always happy to see our baby girl, and although you can’t see it in this picture, our kilts all match.