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I recently got back from an epic trip around Saskatchewan. I didn’t know there were trees and lakes, well someone did tell me, but I didn’t believe them in the real way you believe in something that actually exists — like -40 degree weather, if you haven’t ever lived it, you don’t believe it exists.
But as I knew you might not believe me, I brought back proof:
It really is genuinely beautiful, and certainly worth the trip. Especially if you like hunting and fishing (or so I am told).
There were however, a few things that were of concern, like this sign:
It’s like the earth will just swallow you up and just doesn’t fill one with confidence.
It was the farthest north I have ever been in my whole life and everything looks a little different. So much so, that I persuaded the person I was with to stop the car so I could take a picture of the ground:
Who knew lichen could be lush?
I missed my flight yesterday.
That’s right, I missed my flight. I have never missed one before. I was at my sister’s and all packed in perfect time to get to the airport in time to eat lunch at the airport before my 1:00 flight, and I checked to make sure I had the exact time right, and my flight was boarding in about 10 minutes because I was off by two hours.
I was so hysterical I couldn’t see the paper because my hands were shaking so hard. I called the customer service line and of course got put on hold.
In the end I went to the airport and walked up to the ticket counter, and all I had to do was change my ticket. They didn’t even charge me for the price difference, just a change fee — she said that I was the only person all day who didn’t try to blame anyone else at all, just myself.
There are so many things that are so terrifying in advance, but in reality you just deal with it and move on.
While away I bought a whole bunch of yarn, if you are in Vancouver go to Urban Yarns they are having an amazing sale. I also got to pick up my jumbo flier kit for my spinning wheel — I would like to warn you that airport security looks twice at sealed boxes with unidentified hardware inside. They do seem to let spinning wheel parts through though. She asked: “Is there a screw driver in there?” and I had no idea (a few seconds later I learned there isn’t).
When I was in Ottawa I enjoyed the food very much, and I ate breakfast at the Moulin de Provence, which was by my hotel and enjoyed my daily latte and brioche. I ogled, but did not sample, the dessert case:
I must say that Barak Obama seems to be doing a fine job as president from this side of the border, but I did doubt his judgment as he was there the week previously and only got cookies like this:
What was he thinking? I am not altogether sure they even look like food.
While I was there I also had a bit of a run in with food poisoning and didn’t feel like eating much, but I would like to nominate a new perfect food for when you have a stomach ache:
Blueberries make everything a bit better.
Sorry to have been neglecting you and the blog for the last week. I have just got back from the lovely city of Halifax, Nova Scotia. I didn’t get anything much done on my fibrous pursuits, but imagine my excitement to walk two blocks up a hill from my hotel and see this:
Yes, it is a yarn store (see here for The Loop’s website).
Then, just in case you had forgotten, the stark and honest truth:
I wonder if other religious festivals require panicked feats of knitting to make loved ones happy? For example, does anyone have to knit for diwali? But back to Halifix.
Halifax was beautiful and fun:
Though the wind does whip off the water in a rather startling way.
I think this sign on the Citadel was the funniest thing I saw:
Ahh, the universal language of imagery. Sometimes a picture really says everything it needs to.
I was most restrained and only bought some fancy tights and spinning fibre (very small amount of spinning fibre, larger amount of tights). The spinning fibre is in the form of mohair locks, which I want to figure out how to use. The tights are in different neutral colours and various combinations of lace, wool and fishnet.
I just got back from Vancouver, and I will be posting pics of what I was knitting and what fibre I bought shortly.
What I would really like to say now is that though jetsetting all over the place is supposed to be very glamourous and I do enjoy it overall, it involves an unreasonable amount of getting up at 4:30 in the morning.