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The adventures of a knitter in Tucson, AZ.

Saturday, December 09, 2006


Being in West Africa, the birthplace (hehe...) of zombies...I must have something that this is knitted into!!! I MUST!!! Someone who love me!!! Print it out, and hopefully I can get some yarn, or make me something!!!

And this is awsome to. I NEED it, but not as bad!!

Tomorrow early, we head out to the bush. Where I will be living. I am excited. I went to the only "craft" store in the country. It was sad. They had really low quality yarn (I hope that I will never be desperate enough to need to buy it), and only two sizzes in needles, both straights. Sigh. But it is ok. Sarah, my hero, sent me two balls of Red Heart. She and I have a special relationship with Red Heart.

The End Of The Yarn?

Being my last day with internet, I decided to try and catch up a little on my blogs. THen I noticed Knitty had a new issue up. Gabby says she will print it out and mail it to me, but still...anyway, I saw the link to the article about how the "fad" of knitting is dying...let me tell you, nothing could be farther from the truth in Peace Corps-The Gambia. Many of the volunteers knit, and many more want to learn. We are trying to coordinate a URD Stitch 'N Bitch (kind of complicated when you are spread over 50 km). Stephanie told me last nite she saw some cloth with balls of yarn printed on it. If she finds it again, she is getting it for me.

The only problom here is the lack of supplies. There is yarn, but it is cheap acrylic, and doesn't come in many colors. Getting needles is very hard. Books and patterns is impossible. So we depend on the kindness of strangers (hence Gabby and her printer). But you have all the PC people who knit, and are in a place for 2 years where they can't buy books. So of course the sales drop off. Just wait until I get back to the States!


I am finally a real live Peace Corps Volunteer. Yesterday was the swearing in. We went down to the Ambasadors house, but he wasn't there. It was nice though. I want to be an Ambasador when I grow up. Posh house.

Tomorrow, I head up to Diabugu for my PC adventure. Two years. It's a nice site, and I am looking forward to it. My family is Sarahule, so I have to learn a new language, but one of my "brothers" speaks English, so it shouldn't be to bad. I am looking forward to going.