Saturday, January 18, 2020

One expensive backpack

The time had finally come to make the big purchase.  A friend told me about a very nice shop in town having a sale.  My family got out of the house bright and early to catch the train to Ikebukuro.  We had a bag to buy.


When 6 year old's head off to elementary school in Japan, they do it with a randoseru (ran-dough-se-rue) on their back.  

The shop opens at 10 am.  We arrived shortly after it opened and headed to the second floor.  That's where they put all the clearance randoseru at this store.  

First floor showroom
Second floor outlet

The pickings were slim, but that is how it is when you don't want to pay full price.  Downstairs there were randoseru that cost over ¥100,000/$900.  But upstairs we could get a deal.

After looking at what they had, my son picked a black randoseru with light blue accents.  It is traditional, with a touch of flair.  And my son likes it.  


My husband was relieved to pay only ¥40,000/$360.  It seems strange to be thankful for that, but when the original price is twice as much, you count your blessings where you can.  We appreciated the fact that the bag comes with a 6 year warranty and is top quality.  What we don't appreciate is that this is a required expense.  It would be nice to just buy a Jansport backpack, but it isn't done here.  


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