oh T.O!

Yes I've returned home again from another journey; this time trading in the caravan for train tickets and visiting the bustling metropolis of Toronto. It was during the CNE (on a side note I got to see a pair of Marilyn Monroe's shoes, and am happy to discover she was long in the foot too. *grins*) and we departed from home extremely early. It was a long ride though, so luckily I'd brought along enough yarn to start on what will be known as the epic socks (because they are the first ones I've ever made). I shopped like mad, as is to be expected at the CNE, picking up some nice exotic clothing and gems. I got such a nasty sunburn though that we went back to the hotel fairly early... okay so it was after supper, but that's still pretty early in my books! Anyway, the hotel was lovely, but albeit a bit small. Not at all like the Holiday Inn here, which the rooms would probably be equal to two of these rooms, but it was lovely none-the-less.What surprised me was while we were at the pool there was someone else there knitting at poolside; it just made me smile to see someone else knitting in a public area.
after a well earned rest we set off to Kensington market (and got rained on) in search of the famed Lettuce Knit, only to discover that they had moved down the road and they no longer carried either of the items I was looking forward to purchasing there. It was a lovely and very spacious store, and despite there being a lack of brittany needles and alchemy yarn I still loved the store and walked away with some lovely Berrocco yarn. (to which my  darling better half responded with "you spent $12 on that?" which is why he should never enter the realm of yarn shops as it would thoroughly blow his mind.)
I really wanted to hit Romni wools and its awesome clearance room I've heard so much about (half off noro and knitlites oh my! I would never leave!!!), but I was so exausted from shlepping my 40lb backpack around town that I just wanted to go home. (that and I would have most likely have ended on hubby's shit-list if I went anywhere NEAR another yarn shop.) So oh well, I suppose Romni and the Knit Cafe shall have to wait for another time, but I hope that I can still score some of that noro!
Cheers,
Berlynn, the knitting gypsy