mokudekiru

In Japan, as soon as New Years Day is over, a wonderful thing begins: BARGAIN SHOPPING. I guess it’s sort of like black friday in America (though I don’t think I’ve ever like, left my house on Black Friday so I’m not sure) but almost everything is on sale, particularly on Jan. 2nd and 3rd, and since everyone is on holiday until the 4th, you damn well better go shopping.

The second awesome thing that happens during bargain season is 福袋 (fukubukuro) or a grab bag basically, where a bunch of unknown contents from a particular store are put into a bag, and sealed so you can’t see them or know what you’re buying, and then sold for a price that’s way lower than the total of the individual items. Of course, there may be stuff you don’t want, but hey that’s where the luck comes in (direct translation of fukubukuro = luck bag).

So this year, I decided to do my first bargain shopping in Osaka upon returning from Tokyo. Since January 1st and 2nd are holidays, the post offices are closed, and that’s the only place where I can withdraw cash, I made the wise decision to not really shop in Tokyo (also I didn’t really have a lot of time). Unfortunately at the end of my Tokyo trip I was left with 2000 yen (about $20), and was extremely concerned about my ability to shop in Umeda like I had planned with Yuka (I was also concerned about whether I had enough cash to get back to Yuka’s house). Luckily, at the last minute wandering around Tokyo station, I found a post office where just the ATM part was open. Woohoo!

The bullet train arrived in Shin-Osaka and I changed trains headed for Umeda, and arrived with about an hour to spare before I was supposed to meet Yuka. So I searched around a long time for a coin locker to throw all my stuff in from Tokyo. Then I ate takoyaki at this place by the station where you have to stand and eat, and OH MY GOD IT WAS DELICIOUS:

Then I walked around looking for HEP (a 7 or so story high mall, basically, filled with happiness and delight and WAY TOO MANY PEOPLE), which I actually failed to find for a while. I did find a good place to buy tights though, and did that. Then Yuka showed up, and we spent about 30 minutes trying to find each other inside the station. Tip for Umeda: find a good place to meet people!! This should have gone for Asakusa on January 1st as well — I spent half an hour trying to find Ben doing the whole “well now I’m near a building that looks like this… and uhh… yeah I’m gonna walk that direction now” thing. Not effective.

(I am also extremely nervous because tomorrow I’m meeting a friend in Umeda again. Except this friend does not have a cell phone. Praying to the 待ち合わせ gods now.)

I finally found Yuka and we began to scour every floor and every shop in all of HEP. I came back with a variety of good loot.

Most notably, I now have all the clothes necessary to complete the incredibly popular ensemble that looks totally normal here but would make me look like a freak back home: suspender shorts, black tights, and knee-high high-heeled boots. Hopefully I can incorporate all of these items into some outfits that are America-appropriate once I go home :/ suggestions welcome.

So after a long and fruitful day of shopping, Yuka and I went home for a delicious dinner of nabe and warm yumminess. Yuka’s cousin was also visiting that evening. It turns out that since Yuka’s mom heard that I like Japanese clothes (true story), she bought me a fukubukuro!! from this store in Sannomiya I’d been to a few days before with Yuka. Upon opening it up… the contents are revealed to be:

1) A bright purple shiny furry coat. WIN. (Just like the one purple jacket boy had)
2) A grey scarf. Also excellent.
3) A long-sleeved argyle grey shirt. The same color I would have picked out myself.
4) A brown knit dress. Already wore this, so another success.
5) Cargo pants. Way too small. FAIL. I do not plan on losing enough weight to wear them.

My fukubukuro:

Overall, there was quite a bit of luck in this luck bag. I love you, fukubukuro!

I also partook in an edible fukubukuro from Bagel & Bagel: a bunch of random bagel flavors in a bag. LUCKY for me, there was a matcha flavored one. WIN!!!

In conclusion, fukubukuros are awesome!

For those of you who have seen my facebook album, this will be nothing new. But I need to share this extremely significant event that marks the beginning of this semester and the arrival into my new apartment.

Tuesday night I spent struggling with basic OCaml for my 421 MP. Around 11:30, my other two roommates, Ellen and Sean, as well as the former inhabitant of my room, Renee, decided to go grocery shopping. I had no reason to go, until they notified that Jerry was also coming. Then I was sold, and Bhargav and I hopped in the car with Jerry and headed to Schnucks.

Meet Jerry. He is on Sean’s lap. Sean looks demonic, or angelic, I can’t quite decide.

Once we arrived at the store, we had a hard time getting him into the shopping cart. Does Jerry need to lose weight?

Soon Jerry was a hit in the produce section, and even became basil:

Jerry met this dashing fellow, who offered him a drink, but Jerry wasn’t sure about paying for wine.

So he decided to camouflage himself instead:

Jerry entered the meat aisle. He didn’t think it would be so bad if it were just Sean lusting after raw meat.

But then, the unspeakable happened.

He went to Wit for advice and to drown his sorrows.

And then decided to stay positive, and help others by becoming safe sex.

It was an exciting night for Jerry. I only worry that this event was the highlight of the semester, and that now I have nothing more to live for. See the rest of Jerry’s adventures below.