Expedition...
Yesterday, after work and a meeting downtown, I had a couple hours to kill before heading out to the thee-ay-tuh. So, I decided it was time for a yarn expedition for the secret pal.I was at Dupont Circle in DC and decided to take the red line to Bethesda and Knit & Stitch. But bored and on one of those 'why not?' whims, I decided to head out to WoolWinders at the end of the red line at Shady Grove.
Half an hour later, the train pulls into the last station and I realize that I have no idea where to go. As in, I knew that you could get to the store using only the metro, but that was it.
Down the escalator and out of the station with all of the fifty million people going home and I am confronted with a T junction. Left or right? Right or left?
Right. I will continue forward until I can find a modicum of civilaztion that is not a gigantic parking garage, find a store, borrow their phone book and figure out where to go. Or so I think. In actuality, I turn right, go all the way down the long bus line to the end of the road, which leads to nothing. An inaccessible highway and access for the busses. So I turn the corner and go back to the station (of course completely avoiding all of the people I just walked by). To spend $1.25 on getting the number from 411 or not?
After a few more minutes of looking around confused, I decide to spend the $1.25. Information connects me, and after a few confused minutes, the shopkeeper gives me confused directions. With the help of a bus driver who took pity on me and a few weird road signs, I finally walk the five blocks (to the left of the station) to a lovely store with an even lovelier clearance bin. I made out like a bandit but I can't tell you what I got. It's a SECRET!
WoolWinders is a lovely store that I will probably never go to again. With rush hour fees, the trip cost me $8 round trip (not counting the information call!). They had a lovely stock of Noro, Rowans, Manos and Berroco, but a girl's gotta have her Cascade 220, y'know?
Then I went back to DC and saw the Scottish Play at Shakespeare Theater. And it was pretty good.
I know, no knitting content involved in this post, but I thought you would enjoy the tale.
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