We are in France for three months, nothing glamorous, just goat-sitting in a rural setting. Before coming here, though, I did as much pre-research as possible into bead stores. The closest is 45 minutes away. The best are in Paris, 200 miles from here.
But knowing I could not get through three months of hibernation without my favorite addiction, I pictured packing a miniature collection of tiny beads. I found a small 3 x 4 inch double sided plastic box with moveable barriers, and painstakingly filled it with a bit of gold, some silver, some crystal, and some basic colors. It took most of an hour to decide on a bead haul that would be not too heavy, not too big, and not all used up in the first week.
In another little box I put some findings. I added Fireline, needles, a bit of fine wire, and my set of miniature tools. It all fit in a gallon size baggie.
Though not exactly feather light, the set is compact and the suitcase still weighed under 50 pounds. I was so proud at this unusual (for me) model of organization. But once I started playing with the beads on this side of the Atlantic, alas, the movable barriers slipped. They slipped a little, and then a lot. Now I have bead soup.
On days when inspiration does not strike, I’ve had a lot of mindless fun sorting beads. But I’d never attempt sorting beads this small. I have plenty of time here, but life is still too short.
Do you have any ideas on bead packing for travel? I know, I know…stable dividers!