The Great Bead Migration

It is often talked about in hushed tones and with the reverence usually reserved for church. An awe inspiring event that occurs once a year, but rarely in the same place twice. Last year it was in Ormond Beach, Florida, and this year was seen all over London. What is this mysterious event?




I am speaking, of course, of the Great Bead Migration. This year I have been to four different bead stores located throughout London. Many of which are actually just a few minutes apart. One was located in Oxford Circus and has touched Kelly so much, that we must return there tonight after she was inspired in a dream. A dream about beads. The other three were located in Covent Garden. One was small, one was nice, and the other hardly seemed worth the rent. They have not spoken to Kelly in her dreams.

Seriously though, who would have thought it possible. I know London is a booming metropolis, but many of these bead stores are literally in the same shopping district, just a few minutes walk away from each other. There have to be at least 10 stores just in London itself. I had no idea that beading was so popular or so old. One of the stores claims to have its origins in a bead store started in 1915. Who knew?

Anyway I have been dragged to these stores, left outside in the cold and then attacked for money. The Great Bead Migration is not for the feint of heart. It is not for the weak of will. It takes a stout individual to survive such horrors. And this is only the beginning.

We are actually scheduled to embark on a dark trek to find the very origins of beads themselves. High on a mountain top in Greece, amongst the gods themselves we will find their birthplace. Our journey will take us to the very edge of a volcano where once a woman took the lava itself and formed it into the very first bead.

As we continue our pan-European Bead Migration I will continue our story. Seriously, I bet we end up in a bead store in Istanbul.