Day six of my Jamaica tennis trip found me and my bff in the bar--I know that's hard to believe, but one does what one can. At that point, any activity that involved my butt in a chair was fantastic. I know it's a tennis trip, but enough already. I have aching body parts I didn't even remember I have, and a little recovery knitting was just what the doctor ordered. Bff and I were chillin' with a couple of cold Red Stripes, watching ESPN. While she read, I worked on a hat. We'd had a lot of fun with one of the waiters from dinner a few nights ago, and when he walked through the bar on the way to his shift, he stopped to chat with us. He asked about my knitting and I jokingly asked if he wanted to learn. Imagine my surprised when he plopped into the chair next to me and held out his hands. Cool! I showed him how to hold the yarn, then demonstrated the knit and purl stitches and away he went. Here's some photos of Giovanni, taken with my iPhone.
I had to tink his entire row, but it was so much fun to teach him. He caught on immediately, and while I have a feeling he won't be doing much knitting in the future, I think it's a nice memory for both of us. Just call me the Knitting Ambassador, spreading the love all over the world. More later.