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Yeah, I know that smile, Had it myself a few times, like when I first went to Yaohan (now Mitsuwa) in Chicago and discovered that Pony Toy had a shop there...
Did you have that moment when your mind was blasted? That "I've seen this, I wanted that but the store back home sold it and told me it was no longer available, holy cats I didn't know they made THAT!!!!" moment?
It's almost like becoming NewType, isn't it? :)
Posted by: Steve Harrison | December 15, 2011 at 11:59 PM
Oh yes. Mind definitely blasted the first time I encountered a toy store in the Motherland. But even more so when I first discovered Mandarake a few years later. Prices that seemed so insane to me as a college kid ("30,000 yen for a Getta Poseidon Jumbo Machinder?!") seem almost quaint now (it's 100,000 if you're lucky.)
Posted by: MattAlt | December 16, 2011 at 06:47 AM
That's a very cool photo actually.
Posted by: Chris | December 16, 2011 at 08:14 AM
For me, the thing was always not what I knew existed thanks to magazine ads and such like (Oz Shop! *sob*), but the plethora of the unknown.
I expect when I finally do get to Japan I may not survive...
Posted by: Steve Harrison | December 16, 2011 at 09:48 AM