kilts

i know, this should be the title for one of meggo's posts, but it instead it's coming from praha.

the last few days there have been little pods of kilted-men wandering around the city center. and i'm not talking 1 sighting a day, i mean like 50. at first it was really confusing because i didn't think kilts were everyday garbs (they're not, right?). after the third day -- i'm slow on the uptake -- i realized that it's for this big soccer game tomorrow against czech republic and scotland. it's cool going out at nights and seeing all of the pubs half-infested with loud, singing, kilted men. i walked by a pub today (noonish) and i heard them belting out a song from "the sound of music." ahhhhh, i love men who aren't afraid to sing songs originally solo-ed by julie andrews. it was the one that goes, "doe, a deer!" etc

one last thing. you'd think that a gang of 6 or 7 kilted guys my age would make me laugh, and it does (not in derisive way of course). i guess i think it's endearing and a great example of moral support. except when 1 of the guys is just sporting heans, and then all of a sudden he's the one i find most amusing.