Another day I did jump on a tram without really paying attention to where the tram was going. The weather had turned and it was beginning to pour with rain. I took the number 10 tram thinking it went up by me; it didn’t. But if I hadn’t jumped on the #10, I would have missed the Basel yarn bombing. A whole side of a bridge – the Wettsteinbrücke bridge - had been yarn bombed. I also learned that yarn bombing is called “stricken graffiti” (knitting graffiti).
So me getting lost is starting to finally pay off!
The Martini Knitter