Since the last entry on Saturday we have been to Lake Naivasha to visit Helping Hands and view their new work space and admire their beautiful work. We were of course shown around the complex which includes a community school for 145 children, several rooms for meetings, wood work, therapy and a shop for the scarves, lovely throws and jewellery. Bernie, our host, and his wife Celia welcomed us into their home for lunch as well. Apart from the weaving project that started a few years back to provide stable, safe employment for several women, the Helping Hands community runs their school on an all-inclusive basis so children with learning or physical challenges can attend the school. There is a full time occupational therapist and two volunteer staff as well as the primary teachers. Each class numbers not more than 20 children and they all receive lunch every day with food grown in the market garden on the premises. It is quite a place! I selected some of their cotton throws to bring back as samples and will let you know when to expect to see them online, realistically it will be later this year.
Saturday was a fun day spent with an Aussie friend living in Nairobi. Angela has a small enterprise called That Missing Piece and I supply her beads in Australia to a very select group of stockists and at any markets I might do. However, later this year I hope to sell some of her delightful bracelets either to wholesale customers or online via One Colour. That Missing Piece provides employment for two ladies who work with Angela.
Sunday was sadly our last day at Amani Gardens Inn (until we return on 16 June for a couple of days before flying home). We have so enjoyed their hospitality, food and peaceful surroundings. However, it’s time to move on and so, with Joseph driving us, we left Nairobi for Kembu Cottages via the low road, along the Rift Valley floor through Nakuru and on to Njoro and Kembu. The Rift Valley floor provides the most spectacular views of Mt Longonot, an ancient volcano. The area is quite green at the moment, after good rains. We passed many nomadic Masaai herders with their cows grazing along the side of the road. According to Joseph, a Masaai would rather die than sell one of his cows, such is the pride in their culture and traditions. And again, according to Joseph, the Masaai can graze their cattle wherever they want across the land.
Early afternoon brought us to Kembu, on Kenana Farm, which will be our home for 5 nights and it is also the place where the Kenana Knitters’ workshop is found. And so we travel on.
Until next time...