Our next stop of the day was at a bead factory. We took a tour of how the beads were made, listened to the stories of the women who worked there, saw how beads are made from clay, saw how they were fired - twice, inspected approximately four times, watched (and participated) when the ladies all stopped to dance, and went into the shop where everything is sold.
The ladies all had difficult lives and complicated stories from the slums of Nairobi though most wore smiles when we were there. They were friendly and encouraging when we did a line dance. I am hoping the video gets lost somewhere so I don't ever show up. I could only get one part of my body in sync - not like they could with their feet, hands, heads, and hips.
I did love their work and their lovely goods - I just could not justify the cost for all of my sisters, daughters and in-laws as a bracket alone was $22. Up from that for everything else. That times 24 - nope, don't look for one from me. But I will show you their wonderful work.
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