This morning I was looking for a appropriate bag to take to Krabi. Since I'll be there for 5D-4N, I had in mind that it should be of a certain size - and come with trolley wheels too. I was pretty sure I have something like that but I needed to search for it. And so I did with the help of my maid..
But after searching at three different places where our luggages are usually kept, I could only find my really huge or small suit case, and a couple of old carrier bags that are not suitable. The one that's most suitable was my dad's trolley suitcase. And I was thinking of borrowing it.. but at the back of my mind, I hoped to get one for myself.
I went to BV2 for a while in the afternoon and next to Starbucks was a luggage shop - on sale! So I went in and have a look and found one that's really quite nice and just the right size for a five-day trip. It's a Delsey, and apparently on promotion - RM329 (original price I was told was RM600+) The quality was good and comes with two-year warranty. I thought it was a worthwhile investment..
However, somehow at the back of my mind I remembered I should have a similar type of bag at home albeit I couldn't locate it this morning.. so I was hesitant of buying it. After hearing my `predicament', the sale lady said she could hold it for me till tomorrow - as it's the last piece. But being the `impulsive buyer' that I am, I decided to call home to ask mom about it. Cos she would be the one who keeps all things! Mom said she would search for it and then not long later, she called me back and said she couldn't find anything else. And if I wanna buy, just buy it!
And so I did - and was pretty happy and excited with this new bag. Even dad who normally doesn't approve of me buying expensive things, also thought the bag was nice. Then just before dinner, I was going through some of my pouches and bags and came across a pouch that made me yell out loud...
Argh!! That pouch was a free gift that came with a luggage bag I bought last year - they have the same motif. It was a trolley-bag of that size I was thinking of. That was why I had this vague idea that I had such a bag, yet I could not even remember I really had one or what it was like!!
Minutes later after I told dad and mom that I of this bag, mom said she found it! I couldn't believe the bag was a `lone ranger' in the cabinet on top of a book shelf! And I remembered I actually bought the bag after I quit my job before my Bali trip last year! So it was still quite new..
I blamed mom for not having located it when I called her, but I know I should blame myself more cos it's my bag and I wasn't even aware I had it!!
I compared them.. they are pretty similar - some more both also reddish, only that my new one is slightly larger.. so how? I don't really need two of such bags though I kinda liked the new one more (and it's also more expensive!) Then dad thought of an idea - to return the new one and exchange it with a suitcase for mom..
But I was a bit reluctant to give up the new one.. yet I know I should.. So over dinner, we were figuring out what exactly we should do.. finally I had to agree, just that tomorrow we're all quite busy it's a hassle to go all the way back to BV2. Mom, who has been quiet, suddenly said she actually likes the new bag very much. She doesn't mind at all having it instead of a suitcase.
Oh well, guess that was settled.. that new bag now belongs to mom. And I just settle with my existing one that I forgot.. Mom also kept on saying how the new bag suits her better (cos, it's simple and classic) while my old one suits me (as it's more sporty looking!) Whatever.. ;p
My `old' bag that I forgotten existed.. :(
My new bag that became mom's...
Mom is pretty possessive of her new bag straight away and did not allow me to borrow me to Krabi! Well, if I really want to, she laid down three conditions -
- must use TWO PLASTIC BAGS to separate each pair of shoes
- must use PLASTIC BAGS to properly separate dirty clothings
- must use PLASTIC BAGS to properly separate all toiletries - shampoo bottles etc..
I brought the two bags into my room and photographed them side-by-side. Minutes later, mom came in and quickly took her new bag away and `hid' it!! Well, that's what she said.. in a joking manner of course.
I'm actually quite relieved and glad how it turned out. Mom seems to really like that bag. So although my failed memory cos me to `waste' money on another similar bag.. but the bag is not wasted after all!