What is the first thing you do when you visit a new town? Well if you are a TRUE knitter, you seek out the closest yarn store. And how do you know you are in Alaska? By walking in a seeing a huge display of Lopi first thing. This store has a wonderful variety of yarns, lots of tweeds and heathers (which I love), and some varieties I had not ever seen before.
The owner was friendly and helpful and the store was cozy and warm. Everything was displayed nicely.
Of course, everyone needs a souvenir when they travel. I'm thinking some fingerless mitts and a hat for me. As a I packed to leave, I realized I don't have hardly any handknits. This must be remedied. It is more fun to knit for others, but it is pathetic when going on a trip to a cold climate that a knitter would not have hardly any handknits to choose from.
Check out the owner's blog. She has some wise words to help you determine who.gets.the.handknits this Christmas.
It looks as though a lot of sight seeing has been going on. Not true. Two stores spaced out with rest time in between and a couple of wonderful meals at some of Alaska's finest before chemo, that's all. Now we are hunkered down and waiting for extreme fatigue and malaise to relent.
"Sing, O heavens; and be joyful, O earth; and break forth into singing, O mountains: for the LORD hath comforted his people, and will have mercy upon his afflicted."