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Showing posts with label South America. Show all posts
Showing posts with label South America. Show all posts

Yarn shoppin' in Santiago, Chile

So: my very dear friend got married in Santiago last week. I was lucky enough to be able to attend  the wedding, which was beyond wonderful. I'll share a bit more about the trip in general soon!
The view from St. Christopher's Hill, Santiago 
What I wish to discuss now, however, is one very specific aspect of the trip--yarn shopping. 
I suspect I'm not alone in that, when I get the opportunity to go somewhere new and exciting, I set aside a certain amount of time to find the fiber supplies in that place. Remind me to tell you sometime about the full day I spent hunting down yak wool in Northern India (I found it! But it wasn't easy).

Knitting themed ad at the Santiago airport. 
Of course, South America is known for producing lots of fiber--especially llama and alpaca, as well as the fleece of a rare and very soft animal known as a vicuña.
Mama and baby vicuñas (source)
Well. A few years ago when I was in Bolivia, I bought some beautiful lace weight 100% alpaca yarn, with which I was quite pleased indeed (and which was significantly less expensive than it would have been in the States). I wasn't really able to find shops with a large selection of weights and blends, though. On this trip, acting on a tip from a fellow crafter at the wedding, I did quite a bit better. 

Santiago, it turns out, has its very own yarn district.






And here's what I got: Three skeins of bulky, thick and thin wool; one skein of bulky mixed alpaca and wool; three balls of sport weight 100% baby alpaca; and three skeins of worsted weight alpaca and wool blend. I was also unable to resist a hairpin lace loom, and a small (20 by 20 cm) wooden peg loom (not shown). I was, needless to say, quite pleased.


I'm terrible at directions, so I won't even try. I do think I can provide enough info for somebody else to find the shops; there are probably around ten of them, and they carry a wide range of yarns, from acrylic to cashmere. Most of the yarn brands I haven't encountered in the US before, and the prices are absolutely lower than I'd expect to find where I live. So, if you're every in Santiago, here's what you do: Go to the Mercado Central (which is easy to find, and has its own metro stop). Ask around for the yarn shops, which are in a couple of blocks just off the main market. Fair warning: all the shops were closed on Sunday.
If you're looking for the spot, perhaps these names/addresses will help! 
And here are a couple of other resources, should you be on the hunt for yarn in Santiago:

Amusingly enough, it was in the mid 90s during this trip (Summer, of course, in South America). I could barely stand to touch the woolens once I got them back to my hotel. Now that I'm back to Winter in Portland (gray and chilly; perfect sweater weather), I am quite excited indeed to plan a project.

Places I Have Been: Iguazu Falls, Argentina








In February of 2010, as part of a larger trip of South America, my friends and I visited an awesome-in the literal sense-place. We went to Iguazu Falls, in northern Argentina. The falls are, by some measurements, the second largest in the world, after only Africa's Victoria Falls. They border Argentina and Brazil.

The visiting experience, while tourist-streamlined, was still absolutely transporting. The falls are massive and loud, and they kick up a tremendous amount of mist. The great advantage of the latter is that when sun hits, there is an absurd abundance of rainbows. Couple this with the fact that there are butterflies everywhere, and all the place needs is some My Little Ponies to be just like that one dream I had when I was five. 

By the time we reached Puerto Iguazu, our gateway town to the national park where the falls are, my friends and I had reached a rough point in the trip. I had, idiotically, allowed myself to be sunburned so badly that walking hurt; Becky had tripped and twisted her ankle a few days before. We were tired, and pretty sad looking. But it all fell away when we finally got to the falls. 

Man: I would love to go back there. It's definitely one of the most beautiful places I've ever been.