In 2004, my college choir went to the UK to compete in the Llangollen Eisteddfod in Wales. We were one of hundreds of choirs there, and part of the festival is that the performers wear traditional costumes of their country. Since we were from the US, we basically had two choices – cowboy boots and hats, or the “Ivy League” look with blazers and such. Our director, bless him, went with the latter.
One of the days that we were at the festival, we ran across a group of folk dancers from Brittany, France. They were just hanging out and dancing (because that’s what they do), and they roped a bunch of us in. Since I actually speak a bit of French, I had a great time talking to them and learning the dance they were teaching. The man I was dancing with was about 50-ish and had this awesome mustache. He was fun :) 14 months ago