Before I went to Japan I had big plans of taking home useful items that have been designed well and that are unavailable in the US. That’s essentially what shopping in another country is about: taking home something that you can’t find anywhere else. Well, when I got to Japan it seemed like everything fit that description. It’s like going to the pound and wanting to take home every animal and you realize it just won’t be possible.
Anyway, I saw this in Tokyo, and due to sensory overload I didn’t take this, or any of it’s brothers and sisters home with me.
Regret is expensive.