もう一度天神に行った時 (When I went to Tenjin, Again)

in which Max buys a camera for a Very Good Deal

So this morning when I woke up I went with Mama-san to go pick up Natsumi from the Barber’s where she apparently was having her “haircut” made to look more deliberate, and also colored. I brought Reito-chan (who I just realized is called reito because at one point they had another black cat named choco….choco-reito…don’t forget the Japanese “r” is kind of a cross between an “l”, a “d”, and a Spanish “r”…so her name is pronounced lay-to) on a leash! in the car! to the barber as well. She was acting completely like a dog…running from window to window in the car meowing and looking outside. Anyway, Natsumi’s haircut looks perfectly normal, trendy even.

Later, Mama-san, Natsumi, and I went to Tenjin. Since Max lives there, I figured I should give him a call. He met us at Mitsukoshi, and then we walked around a while, shopping here and there. Mama-san bought some lemon honey at some French store, and said that I should expect it for breakfast tomorrow. Eventually we made out way to Bikku Kamera, and Max shopped around for a dijikame, since he didn’t have one. A salesclerk demonstrated how nice one of the cameras was, and Max immediately decided he wanted it. Mama-san called over another lady, and somehow convinced the lady to sell it to Max for 2,0000 yen(the comma is in the right place. $200, about.), with a free 2gb memory card. See, I was a little upset because the camera he bought is a way better camera than mine, and was cheaper. But then I remembered that I also got a free case, an 8gb memory card, and an extra battery. So I guess it’s about the same. Besides, I like my camera a lot anyway. It’s tiny!

After that, we continued to explore Tenjin shopping, and fought our way through many scary crowds of crazy Japanese women eager to buy as much as they can during the summer sale. It was scary. Not only is Japanese fashion pretty foreign to me, but hearing Japanese women scream in voices so high one would assume they live in a world of Helium and not Nitrogen while running back and forth between identical clothing scores which have amazing Engrish names was enough to put me over the edge. So Max, Natsumi, and I semi ducked out for a bit and took some purikura photos. Of course, they were pretty absurd, but at least we were in control of the absurdity.