I'm on the train! Knitting on the train!
That big plastic bag may well have been full of crisps and chocolate. I will neither confirm nor deny it.
What knitting did I get done? I finished up the scurvy shawl, all but the cast-off. I completed one and a bit socks for a design assignment, and got about a third of the way into another sock....
The tweedy black and white is the mystery unlabelled sock yarn. I'm working the the heel, toe and ribbing in plain black and there will be enough of the tweedy yarn for a pair. Of course, we came back to full on hot and humid summer, so it's probably going to be a while before I need black wool socks. But hey, it's good to be prepared.
On that note, I didn't get anywhere near the Misti Alpace laceweight I packed to take on holiday, nor the third ball of sock yarn. But my god, to run out of yarn would have been a bad bad thing.
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One of the things I love about knitting while travelling is the strong association with the place the FO has for me with the place in which it was made. My lavender Hedera socks for example utterly summon beautiful Lake Geneva for me every time I pick them up.
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