Another very late night last night and then I slept in and had to "run" all the way. I
proved it is possible to get to the centre in 12 minutes if you have to – not
such a great idea when your first class is “chair yoga”. My stress level was
through the roof by the time I rushed through the door to have a wonderful and
highly recommended session.
Most of you will not appreciate the size of the George Brown
Centre. It is three floors high / one million square feet in size/ three
football grounds long. Let’s just say that getting through the front door is
not “getting there”. To get to classes you then take two escalators up to the
third floor and then try to find your room in a rabbit warren/ maze of rooms.
Once you get to the room you have to be checked off the participant’s list.
The top floor varies in temperature from room to room-sometimes you get
oven quality and sometimes Arctic quality.
After my yoga class we walked up to the Embassy Suites
hotel to join others for morning tea and sewing in the foyer. Each one sewing or chatting the universal language of sewing/
quilting. Several cups of “coffee flavoured tea” (For the non-: traveller this
is what you get when some idiot in the kitchen puts coffee on the tea urn at
some previous function and has forever tainted the urn with coffee flavour.)
My second class of the day was on hand applique and learnt a few more skills. Charlotte Warr Andersen was another good
teacher. Well prepared, with all our supplies in bags ready to start. We worked on four different skills. Her applique examples were amazing. The
class finished at 5. Then we joined the other class people in the early session of Preview night at the Quilt Show.
Deb and I started at one end of the vendors and worked our
way along. We met Mary and Jo Koval, The Craftsy team, Fabric Connections team
and other vendors who had been on the end of emails. I didn’t do any shopping,
we were mostly browsing. At 7 pm the doors opened for non-class public who had
paid for admission. (The general public comes tomorrow.)
By the time we walked home at 9:30 we were both really tired
and hungry. As we walked past every bar and restaurant they were full to
overflowing with people glued to any possible TV screen watching “ The Game” - the final of the
World Series baseball: Houston versus the Dodgers. When we walked past the
score was 5:0 in Houston’s favour. Even at the centre devotees were glued to phones
or the TV in there. Houston had never won a series before.
Dinner was really late at 10, so no typing/ downloading.
Just shower and sleep for about 15 minutes until the game was over. Houston had obviously won, because the noise
level in the streets went up to sky high. Horns blasting and hoons doing burn
outs in the usually quiet streets, joined in by sirens and shouting for the
next two hours. Finally they all went home and we went back to sleep
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