Travels and musings

I just got back from Vancouver, and on one of my flights there (it always seems to take two) I sat next to an Indian man. He was wearing a turban and traditional clothing, including a white cotton wrap that had a wonderful woven in edging in red and gold.

As I was knitting I dropped my yarn on the floor and picked it up. He gently took the yarn off my knee and put it on his own. He then proceeded to measure out more yarn for me each time I needed it until I had finished my ball and stopped knitting. He even reeled it out and rewound it when the mechanically wound ball was too small and no longer held together properly. I was impressed with his dexterity with it. I think he must have had some practice with weaving or other textiles, because I can’t imagine anyone being able to manipulate yarn so gracefully without some practice.

We talked a bit after I stopped knitting, but he didn’t speak English very well, and I don’t speak any Indian languages. I was happy to meet someone who is a kindred spirit in fibre.

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Wow… that is a lovely story! Thank you for sharing it. I hope he’s telling a similar story to his friends.

Hey! Vancouver!! I am going next weekend. Did you get to visit any yarn stores? I usually haunt Urban Yarns in Point Grey. This time I would like to visit their new store in Edgemont and I have been reading good things about Three Bags Full.

Urban Yarns and Three Bags Full are both lovely. I also always need to go
to Birkeland Brothers on Main Street, just down the road from Three Bags
Full. I also like to check out SweetGeorgia Yarns on 4th. If I have a
lot of time I also like to go to Wool’n Wicker in Steveston, if you are so
inclined, I think it is also worth eating fish and chips by water while
you are in Steveston.

I hope you have a good time in my home town.