I wanted you to know that I got needles, not that anyone’s staying up late at night, staring at the ceiling and thinking "I sure do hope that Steph got a pair of needles yesterday" although you would, if you could see the massive queues here at Vancouver Airport today. Me being able to knit is occasionally a public safety issue. I went for a walk yesterday morning – after I hit the gym (so unlike me, but the rally is soon. Can’t fall off the training curve) I headed down from the hotel to a place that someone had told me might have knitting needles – Dressew. (I know. It’s a weird name.)
I found it with no trouble, and went right in. Dudes, this place is cool. There was a huge button section (I did not succumb. If you know me, this is a substantial triumph over the almighty power of buttons.) This is only "some" of the buttons.
There was a massive fringe section. (This held no power over me, but was fascinating. Who knew?)
There were a hundred million zippers…
and a wig section where I found myself strangely compelled. (I almost bought one. What’s up with that? Perhaps a lifetime of dissatisfaction with my hair just caught up with me, right there in Dressew.)
I found a needle section, but there were no knitting needles…
until I came round a corner and found the tiniest little knitting needles section you ever saw.
This didn’t annoy me, because it is a sewing shop, after all, not a knitting shop (which really, really doesn’t explain the wigs) so I just crossed my fingers that there would be what I needed.
There wasn’t. The straight metal needles went right from 4mm to 5mm, like 4.5 wasn’t even a possibility. I ended up grabbing a pair of bamboo straights in the right size – and just resolved to be of good humour.
I bought them, and walked back trying to let how pretty Vancouver is make all the difference.
By the time I got to class, it turned out that a rescue had been launched by a student, who had just the right needles, and let me take them.
So everything is okay.
I thought you would want to know. You know. In the interest of public safety.
Next stop, San Francisco.