I’m digging Toronto.
I arrived yesterday morning – earlier than I’d expected (you were absolutely right, Jill, how could I have ever doubted you…?) and was warmly welcomed by Megan at Lettuce Knit.
Since I was early, I killed time by hanging out, checking email, meeting Megan’s husband and adorable kids, and getting a parking ticket. I know how to have a good time.
Then I drove around Toronto, getting in the way of the trolleys (not really) and admiring the gorgeous day. I haven’t spent a lot of time in Toronto since I was a little kid and my family used to come up here for vacations, and it’s a whole different world when you’re driving around in a PT Cruiser (everyone waves). It must be my amazing resemblance to the queen.
In the evening I taught a well-mannered class (c’mon girls, you can let your hair down!) of most excellent and dilligent knitters who ran me through my paces and got through the material in record time. I’m hoping that tonight the group is a little rowdier – all that raucus laughter burns time, don’t you know…