And *that* is why you wear Pennsic t-shirts on vacation

[jducoeur]

No shit, there we were...

... walking around the annual Holualoa Coffee and Art Stroll, our last day in Kona before we head down to the Volcano. We pause in front of the bakery stand (which is doing the end-of-day "make me an offer so I can get rid of this and pack up" sale), when the lady standing behind me says, "When were you at Pennsic?"

So I explain "a fair fraction of the past 30 years", and ask who she knows in the SCA. At which point, the lady standing in front of us turns around and says, "Oh, my son used to be King of the East".

And so it is that we got to meet Sir Edward's mother and sister, randomly, while wandering around Hawaii. (Along with a wry observation that I get to see her grandson more often than she does.) Such is the power of a well-chosen shirt...