We boarded our Yarn Safaris bus before the sun came up and didn't get back until way past sunset. The exhaustion was worth it because I came back happy and inspired and also filled with a gas station dinner, but that is beside the point.
I was so preoccupied with getting to all of the vendors while not losing my crew (Jamie, Becky and Maggie) amongst the crowds that I didn't take many pictures.
New York Sheep and Wool Mascot, I assume
Punk Rock Angora
I didn't get a picture of this but it is worth mentioning. As I was walking out of a building, the sleeve of a passerby caught my eye. After a glance at her sleeve, I said to myself, "That's the Yarn Harlot!". It sure was and I know her knitwear enough to identify her by her very distinct sleeve.
Oh, what a day!