Hats

At lunch at Tai Chi Gardens this afternoon there were half a dozen other customers in the house, and all of the men present were wearing those sort of “too tall floppy toques” that are popular with the young rocker crowd these days (do these have a name?).

On my way out the door a woman who’d been sitting at the next table approached me.

“Are you from Iceland?” she said.

“No,” I replied, “why do you ask?” 

“Your 66 North hat!”, she answered.

It turns out that she is from Iceland, saw my 66 North hat, and thought she’d spotted a countryman. Alas I am only an Icelandic poser.