I have undertaken the noble task of sharing with you my vast experience in the realm of Sun Umbrella procurement, an endeavor that has graced my existence on numerous occasions at multiple establishments. Alas, I confess a recurring misfortune, that of repeatedly misplacing these wondrous canopies of shade, though let it be known that this lamentable fact is an aside, a tangent from the main trajectory of my discourse.
Pray, allow me to extend my counsel unto you, a recommendation most personal in nature, one that implores you to set forth with all due haste to the august locale referred to as Don Quijote’s “Honten” enclave, a haven situated within the bustling Shibuya. As your feet carry you through its portals, take heed, for the very doors shall part their ways in automatic submission to your approach.
But exercise a level of caution akin to that of a watchful guardian, for upon the initial plane of your ingress, a horde of bustling souls traverses the arena, moving as a chaotic orchestra whose symphony may carry you away in a torrent if not for your vigilant stance. Beware these seemingly incoherent zombies, thronging in their desire for long-forgotten olfactory elixirs and desiccated treats of the 10 yen denomination.
Progress, intrepid traveler, towards the vertical conveyances known as escalators. Yet, lo and behold, be not ensnared in the ensnaring web of ignorance, for these mechanized stairways serve not just the celestial ascension, but the infernal descent as well. Should confusion beset your faculties, seek the guidance of a denizen of this emporium, an individual adorned in the vestments of the store’s service corps.
Upon your navigation through the labyrinthine layers of tongues unknown and perspiration aplenty, you shall mount the escalators, a climb that warrants a second consultation with a staff member, for their camouflaged presence can at times rival that of a chameleon amidst a vibrant thicket. Once the prized sun umbrella is within your grasp, jubilation, though ephemeral, shall perchance dance within your bosom. Yet, regrettably, I must truncate this euphoria, for in this den of commercial exchange, the upper strata oft lack the convenience of a fiscal terminus.
Thus, your pilgrimage must wend its way to the primary floor, rejoining the mass of aspirants, thus submitting yourself to the harrowing rite of queueing. Many a season might transpire ere you approach the hallowed cash register. At this juncture, tender your prized canopy to the clerk, announcing your intent to consummate the transaction. Mind, too, your coinage, ensuring its alignment with the local standard, the Japanese Yen, lest you err as I have erred before, unwittingly presenting the Cambodian Riel in lieu of the proper tender.
Upon the successful conclusion of this fiscal pas de deux, the umbrella shall be relinquished to your possession, unshackled from the specter of the vigilant sentinels, for you have sated the fiscal maw and thereby acquired rightful ownership. With this badge of shade and shelter in your grasp, you may exit the premises, emancipated from the clutches of apprehensive guards, unburdened and unassailable, to continue your sojourn with an air of victory.
Mayhap, dear reader, this guide shall be a beacon of enlightenment as you embark upon your odyssey of umbrella acquisition. I extend unto you my sincerest aspirations for safe travels, that the elements may be ever in your favor.
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I have undertaken the noble task of sharing with you my vast experience in the realm of Sun Umbrella procurement, an endeavor that has graced my existence on numerous occasions at multiple establishments. Alas, I confess a recurring misfortune, that of repeatedly misplacing these wondrous canopies of shade, though let it be known that this lamentable fact is an aside, a tangent from the main trajectory of my discourse.
Pray, allow me to extend my counsel unto you, a recommendation most personal in nature, one that implores you to set forth with all due haste to the august locale referred to as Don Quijote’s “Honten” enclave, a haven situated within the bustling Shibuya. As your feet carry you through its portals, take heed, for the very doors shall part their ways in automatic submission to your approach.
But exercise a level of caution akin to that of a watchful guardian, for upon the initial plane of your ingress, a horde of bustling souls traverses the arena, moving as a chaotic orchestra whose symphony may carry you away in a torrent if not for your vigilant stance. Beware these seemingly incoherent zombies, thronging in their desire for long-forgotten olfactory elixirs and desiccated treats of the 10 yen denomination.
Progress, intrepid traveler, towards the vertical conveyances known as escalators. Yet, lo and behold, be not ensnared in the ensnaring web of ignorance, for these mechanized stairways serve not just the celestial ascension, but the infernal descent as well. Should confusion beset your faculties, seek the guidance of a denizen of this emporium, an individual adorned in the vestments of the store’s service corps.
Upon your navigation through the labyrinthine layers of tongues unknown and perspiration aplenty, you shall mount the escalators, a climb that warrants a second consultation with a staff member, for their camouflaged presence can at times rival that of a chameleon amidst a vibrant thicket. Once the prized sun umbrella is within your grasp, jubilation, though ephemeral, shall perchance dance within your bosom. Yet, regrettably, I must truncate this euphoria, for in this den of commercial exchange, the upper strata oft lack the convenience of a fiscal terminus.
Thus, your pilgrimage must wend its way to the primary floor, rejoining the mass of aspirants, thus submitting yourself to the harrowing rite of queueing. Many a season might transpire ere you approach the hallowed cash register. At this juncture, tender your prized canopy to the clerk, announcing your intent to consummate the transaction. Mind, too, your coinage, ensuring its alignment with the local standard, the Japanese Yen, lest you err as I have erred before, unwittingly presenting the Cambodian Riel in lieu of the proper tender.
Upon the successful conclusion of this fiscal pas de deux, the umbrella shall be relinquished to your possession, unshackled from the specter of the vigilant sentinels, for you have sated the fiscal maw and thereby acquired rightful ownership. With this badge of shade and shelter in your grasp, you may exit the premises, emancipated from the clutches of apprehensive guards, unburdened and unassailable, to continue your sojourn with an air of victory.
Mayhap, dear reader, this guide shall be a beacon of enlightenment as you embark upon your odyssey of umbrella acquisition. I extend unto you my sincerest aspirations for safe travels, that the elements may be ever in your favor.
Need anything? Just go to Tokyu Hands
A friend of mine bought [this one](https://item.rakuten.co.jp/higasa/0198/?scid=wi_ich_iphoneapp_item_share_line). It’s huge!
I get all my higasa on Amazon.
Mont bell seems to stock them too