I recently traveled to South Korea, and thought I'd pick up a Hello Kitty themed gift for a good friend who is fond of Hello Kitty. Thus it began.
My first sighting of Hello Kitty was shortly after I landed, and was also way outside my budget. Clearly, this wasn't going to fly.
It didn't take long for my second Hello Kitty sighting, in the airport!
I asked this lady nicely if we could switch carry-on bags. I don't know if her confusion was due to not understanding English, or understanding it perfectly, but not what I was asking. Either way, she kept her suitcase.
As I wandered the streets of Busan, I encountered several of these quaint shops with grabby claw machines where you can take a chance on winning various prizes, like these Hello Kitty card decks.
Several thousand won later, I was busted with no cards! I moved on and came to the Hello Kitty Apple Cafe. This sign had the most English I'd seen on any storefront. Unfortunately, I couldn't get in (in a hurry to another destination).
After this store, I came across another grabby machine parlor, and took a shot at some Hello Kitty purse-like things. Thousands of won later, no bag.
Shortly after that, I had the "third time's a charm, right?" mantra prove wrong. I think these are water bottles. Doesn't matter, after several thousand more won, I came up dry.
I did come across this nice sweater, but it's way to small for my friend.
Then my wife took me to Olive Young. We're in Hello Kitty territory now!
The staff refused to sell me the motorcycle kitty. Just as well, I don't think I could have packed it.
Olive Young is a cosmetics and skin care store that covers three to four stories (depending). In this store, the men's section filled two aisles at the back of the third floor or about six percent of the total shelf space, and there were NO Hello Kitty products offered in that section! Imagine my indignity!
Still, I persisted. I came across this:
I am not sure what Aqua Squalane is, but it doesn't sound like something I'd want anyone I like to be squirting onto themselves, so pass. Then I came across this item:
Which, if I understand what's going on, it makes your pits smell like peaches? This too does not feel like a good fit.
Growing desperate, I briefly considered this. I think it's edible? I'm not sure it'll survive the flight home.
In the end, I did find a good gift, and I'll reveal it here after he's received it.