a week away – an epic tale of fun and sunburn

July 2, 2010

this post is epicly long,
but there’s a nice surprise at the end if you stick with me.
here’s a hint.

i’m back from my west coast road trip.
and all i got was this stinkin’ cold.
and you know, a bunch of pics,
some great memories,

and an ache in my soul since i know it’ll be a while till i get back there to see two of the best people i know, megan and deb.

so let’s get this blog post rollin’
we gotta lot to get through.

since in knew i wouldn’t have much time before we shoved off,
i had to hit the yarns stores in portland asap.
first stop was yarnia, a store that came highly recommended by both michelle and erin, friends from my old knitting group in chicago.

can i just say, that was the coolest yarn store ever.
i have never experienced anything like it.

the premise is “you choose the fiber, color, thickness, and amount, and can have your custom cone of yarn wound for you right on the spot.”
the place is filled with huge cones of every color/fiber combination,
and then you (try) to put together ones that you like.
this is my yarn being made:

the machine doesn’t ply the yarn,
but rather “cones” the strands together.
my cone is one strand charcoal cashmere,
one strand navy silk, and one strand silver silk.
i figured i’d go all out on this guy, who knows if i’d make it back?

i have no idea what i’ll knit with it
but for now, it’s just pretty to look at.

i then headed over to twisted.
that place was SO portland.
it has what megan calls that woo woo west coast vibe.
i mean for god sake they serve tea.

before i left for portland,
i jokingly said i was going stalk sivia harding at twisted,
never once thinking she’d be there when i was.
who comes right up to say hi and take care of us?
sivia freaking harding!

of course i was too surprised to think to get a photo
(i can get a little star struck at times).
she really was the sweetest lady, and (i might have misheard) i think deb and she are going to hang out sometime. how does deb do that?
deb can make friends with anyone.
color me jealous.

it was a modest haul.

but i did good right?

the next day,
it was san francisco ho!
we took the windy scenic coastal route.

deb was mad for foxgloves

and megan had to try on every funny hat we could find

we saw sea lions in the world’s biggest sea cave

(exciting i know)

mostly, we just took are time and soaked up the beauty of the pacific

which turned out to be freaking freezing

but it was truly lovely

we spent the night in a seedy hotel when we just couldn’t drive anymore. megan loved it but i’m still trying to forget.
seriously, it was serial killer worthy.

the next day, we grabbed some caffeine

then checked out some trees older than jesus

(you know, if you believe in all that jazz)

and powered through to our destination.

we woke up in san fran and hit fisherman’s wharf.
this is a cute busker from witchita, kansas.

this is bushman. he hides behind these fronds and scares passersby.

it was kinda hilarious.

the trying on of funny hats continued

we then caught a cab over to dolores park for the pre-dyke march rally

(that’s a lot of ladies)

deb had her first bud light

it’s mandatory that she drink shitty american beer to stay in this country. harsh.

then came the dyke march (and a lot of boobs)

i found this sign to be hilarious

and this one to be sweet

then we danced the night away in the castro

on a truly serious note,
we left mere minutes before three people got shot.
undaunted they still went ahead with san francisco’s 40th anniversary pride parade.

these are some of my favorite pics

(that’s san francisco’s sexy mayor, gavin newsom, and his beard . . er wife)

then i saw this guy

who i hear is in some group . . . the backstreet boys or something.

consider it done sir

i almost peed laughing when i saw these two signs

which i guess is ironic?

it was glorious parade.

we’re almost there people, stay with me!

the rest is a blur but somehow we made it back to portland.
it was my final day so i just had to do something extra special.
luckily, deb and i were graciously invited up for a tour of *drum roll please* blue moon fiber arts!

we got out of the car, and tina greeted me with a hug and sassy look.
i knew right away this was going to be awesome.

she took us over to the dye barn, where we swore on this chicken

that what happens in the dye barn, stays in the dye barn.
so this is what i’ll tell you: everyone i met was hard working and quick to laugh.
joyful industry. that’s what i saw.

that and their banana-eating pet dear

and the wall of every color of socks that rock!!

i was silently shitting myself people. (metaphorically)

then we hung out a bit in the newton house proper

with it’s fabulously remodeled bathroom
(i have photos. it’s gorgeous. trust me.)

the whole time, tina was an open book.
she shared her life, her home, her perspective,
and her freaking awesome collection of all things fiber arty.
all while managing her business; making the calls,
checking on her worker bees, that kind of thing.

she and her team are truly special.
and i feel so lucky to have met them.
thanks ladies. keep working your magic!

and tina,

you hiring?
call me.

whew! i made it through.
how ’bout you bitches?

10 Responses to “a week away – an epic tale of fun and sunburn”

  1. Deborah Rose Says:

    Whoooooo! Way to accurately and awesomely summarise, I’m writing about it in themed installments! So happy I got to share all of that with you, thanks for the mammaries xxx

  2. lisabee Says:

    i can’t even begin to begin. how awesome a trip was that?? i adore (duh) the dark yarns you bought. yarnia sounds fantastic! as does twisted. so jealous you got to meet sivia! AND tina and the blue moon crew.
    those trees (redwoods?) are incredible. i want to see those some day. i’ve never been to sf or anywhere near it, but you’ve cemented my desire to go some day. fun!
    so glad you’re home. see you soon!

  3. Maris Says:

    That guy in the Backstreet Boys is Nick Carter-dated Paris Hilton. Gloriously twinkie beautiful though.

  4. Yvonne Says:

    I am dying laughing over the armpit hair of the chick on the bike. TFF.

    Great pics! It’s great to have you back “home” though. I missed you!

  5. turtle Says:

    how fabulous!! Had flashbacks of all the ipcs, well aside from the socks that rock pics….i have yet to experience that in person, le sigh! Looks like you had a blast, any voodoo donuts in your travel? Maple bacon bars?

  6. Rachel Says:

    Loved this post, loved the pictures. The parade pictures made me proud to be an American – I know it’s not always sunshine and roses, but I’m happy to live somewhere where something awesome like that can happen.

  7. you know who Says:

    I liked the deer and the chicken best, oh and you of course. If you break your oath to the chicken do you turn into a capon or something?

  8. Juliet in Grand Rapids Says:

    What an awesome trip! Yarn and pride! How really awesome is that! (And how many knitters did you made jealous?) And as Rachel says, pretty proud of our diverse country.

  9. Rose Says:

    Loved this travelogue! Can’t wait to see what you create out of your custom Yarnia creation.

  10. Jill Says:

    So jealous.

    So many ways.

    But please, do tell: what sweater is Deb wearing while she tries the green hat? And I think in the Bud Light pic, too. It’s beautiful.

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