Interruption

I'm interrupting the marathon of rainbow crochet squares and squeaking in this post to bring you a little update of my day trip to Paris last Thursday.

And now, it's on to the borders!

And now, it's on to the borders!

(Even after living in London for a year and a half I'm still tickled to be able to say that I went to Paris "for the day". If I'm honest, I'm not sure the novelty will wear off!).

Catherine, Alli and Karen ready to catch that 7:01am train!

Catherine, Alli and Karen ready to catch that 7:01am train!

The girls and I were at St. Pancras bright and early to catch the Eurostar to Paris. Catherine and I had planned this for a while but Karen ended up visiting due to work and happily decided to crash our party!

We were traveling down for L'Aiguille en Fete and decided to mix things up a bit this year by not heading directly to the show first thing.

We still haven't figured out how Karen didn't buy anything on this trip. At. All.

We still haven't figured out how Karen didn't buy anything on this trip. At. All.

Instead we decided to introduce Karen to the wonders of La Droguerie. None of us bought anything, choosing instead to save ourselves for the stitching show. I did price out some lovely merino/silk singles to make a wonderful cowl though. Since I'm going back to Paris in April I'm letting that simmer on the back burner for now...

Having a glass of wine while we wait before lunch at Le Boudoir. Have the tasting menu - it's divine.

Having a glass of wine while we wait before lunch at Le Boudoir. Have the tasting menu - it's divine.

After La Droguerie we headed to the trendy Champs Elysee and Franklin Roosevelt area for an extremely leisurely (3 hours!!) lunch. And then we were on to the Porte de Versailles for the show!

Aimee holds down the fort at the popular L'Oisive The et Tricot booth where knitters were two and three deep to check out the lovely yarns.

Aimee holds down the fort at the popular L'Oisive The et Tricot booth where knitters were two and three deep to check out the lovely yarns.

Since it was opening day we knew that the show was going to be a little crazy, but thank goodness it was less so than last year! Our hope that the crowds would have thinned by the mid afternoon seemed to have come true. The show also seemed slightly smaller than last year and one of the vendors said that the aisles had been widened so that likely factored in making a difference too.

I love the subtlety of colour in this French hand-dyed yarn.

I love the subtlety of colour in this French hand-dyed yarn.

Catherine and I were both tempted by some lovely pretties. I got a skein of French hand-dyed yarn and a vest's-worth of Icelandic lopi yarn (the same that I opted not to get last year - I figured if I'd been thinking about it for a year, I should probably get it!) and while I was tempted by plenty else, I stuck to what I had been on the look out for on my mental shopping list.

We even managed to see the Eiffel Tower - sort of...

We even managed to see the Eiffel Tower - sort of...

As the show wrapped up it's first day we headed back to the Gare du Nord with plenty of time to clear customs and purchase a bottle of champagne to enjoy on the train back as we knitted merrily away.

I wonder who will join us next year?

I wonder who will join us next year?