Saturday morning at 6:15 am found me on the way to the train station, where I and three friends boarded an Amtrak train destined for Portland, OR. With us, some hundred plus fellow knitters – enough to warrant two cars of our own. A chatty, happy bunch of fiber fiends descended on the hapless town of Portland just before noon. Our group’s first stop was lunch, at Pok Pok Noi.
Properly fueled with the delicious lunch, we proceeded to yarn-store-hop around town, utilizing Portland’s public transit system. We visited Close Knits, Twisted, and then Happy Knits (all on the east side of the river), before hopping a tram to the west side and popping in to Knit Purl, and Pearl Fiber Arts.
I had my mad money saved up, so I did get yarn in each shop, acquiring stash yarns that I can’t get in Seattle. Bonus: all of the stores offered discounts to Yarn Train participants (woot!). I was too busy ogling yarn to take photos in the shops, but I did pause to snap a quick photo as we passed Voodo Donuts.
The weather was typical Northwest spring – cool, damp, with intermittent sun breaks. We made sure we enjoyed those.
Two of our group headed back to Seattle on Saturday night, while Suzie and I stayed the night, enjoying a shenanigan-free, leisurely evening and Sunday morning. Back on the train at noon, we headed home – Suzie dutifully reading the book club selection and I knitting on a fingerless mitt.
Several fellow passengers stashed distinctive pink boxes in the overhead bins or under their seats. Think they’d notice if I grabbed one?
The Erratic Ramblings of an Extraordinarily Ordinary Person 
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