Do NOT knit during take-off on a little bitty plane when you are nervous but think you are a big girl and are totally not nervous.
Why you may ask? Let me start at the beginning. I had to fly to Austin for work (my day job) so we searched for a reasonably priced ticket from one of the 4 airports within 5 hours of my house. (Remember I live in the middle of a very beautiful nowhere.) We found a great deal on a direct flight from a small airport just 2 and a half hours from home. Yeah!! It kind of went down hill from there. We got to select my seat, one of 30 seats on the whole plane! Only 30 seats!! I am not sure if I have mentioned this but I am a bit claustrophobic and prefer big planes. Ok, I can do this, so I select a window seat so I can see out. I am a big girl, I am a big girl, I can do this. Good price, direct flight. Ok got it.
Twenty-three hours and 58 minutes before flight time I log in the airline’s website to check-in. I can’t find the check-in place anywhere. I kept looking and finally found it, you must check-in at the airport, not online. Alrighty then.
This is my first time at this airport and to get there you have to drive through some very fancy neighborhoods and golf courses, in the middle of nowhere. I finally arrive at the airport and find the airline counter to check-in. Finally my turn at the counter and guess what? I have to pay $10 for my carry-on bag. What?? I have never heard of this. The clerk patiently explains the plane does not have an overheard compartment. What?? Geez how small is this plane. Too late now, I have to be in Austin first thing in the morning and there are no refunds on this ticket. I pay my $10 bucks and head to gate 2. The other only gate is gate 1. I told you it was small. There is a cart for our carry-on bags, now called gate checked bags.
Now it’s time to board the plane. No biggie, we walk outside, across the tarmac and up the stairs (or ladder) into the plane. I find my seat, get my knitting out and put my backpack under the seat. Still feeling a little nervous about this whole little plane flying to Austin adventure. I think, knitting will calm my nerves, not that I am nervous or anything. After all I am a big girl. And besides it’s a project in the round and this section is straight knitting. What can go wrong? As we start to taxi to the runway, the flight attendent starts her safety spiel. I cannot believe what she says, ‘In the event the cabin loses pressure I will let you know and then you push the button on the ceiling above your seat and then the oxygen mask will fall and you put it over your mouth.’ Wait what?? You push the button, on the ceiling? What happened to automatically falling from the ceiling? Wait…I can’t reach the ceiling! (only 5 ft. 1 inch here.) Ok, I am a big girl, how often do planes lose pressure, hardly ever right? Ok, I am a big girl.
So I keep on knitting and knitting, then crapadoodle, just as we leave the ground I notice I dropped a stitch at least 12 stitches back. Geez, I hardly ever do that. Ok, I will admit I might have been a little nervous. 🙂
I actually learned 2 things today. The first thing is do not knit on taxi and take-off on small planes, no matter how many times you tell yourself you are a big girl. And tsecond thing is in a pinch you can use your little finger to hold a dropped stitch while you unknit the stitches to the dropped stitch because you did not bring a crochet hook to fix dropped stitches. Yikes!
The good news is I made it to Austin and home again safe and sound, obviously. Yeah!
Have a great weekend!
Happy Knitting and Weaving – Until next time……Caroline