Catherine Schuler
Verified Buyer
Best bag I've had--and I've had a lot, including Timbuktu, REI, Overland, and more. The Rickshaw bag is everything it's cracked up to be. I particularly like the zippered pocket in the back for easy access to pens, small notebook, and cell phone. I will probably get the slim-line for days that I'm not lugging my computer, books, and various notebooks. Great product!
Chase Reeves
Verified Buyer
Ok, i write this cuz I love you so so much and want to make babies with you. If I could impregnate a company, I'd impregnate you. that's exactly what I'd do.
But I'm also a whore. There, I said it. I'm a bag whore. I f*ck around.
For instance, I used my old timbuk2 commute 1.0 bag for a couple weeks. Why? because she has lots of pockets for my little shit. I want my little shit hidden away somewhere out of sight where it won't rattle or need to be lumped in with a bunch of other shit I may or may not need... so I don't have to think about it.
But i've come back to you, baby. Even though your two medium pockets on the front of the bag are not so sexy... they're droopy and saggy and I have to just throw everything in there rather than have a place for my business cards, a place for my pens, a place for the headphones I use everyday, a place for my Etymotics which i use when I seriously need to listen to some sexy music, a place for my sexy-time vitamins, a place for my iphone cable, a place for my keys and those "toys" you love so much... instead of having places for those things I have lumps of things and no general sense of which side is which and where the hell is my chapstick goddamit!?
I know you've got that rear pocket on the back with the small places... I like that place of you, but I don't use it unless i *really* feel like ti. I use this as a place for "i don't use this" things... which is perfect. Because getting into that pocket in public is awkward.... a little dirty, cuz I have to put you down, lay you out, talk sweetly to get you to relax and then open up and pull and spread to look inside, etc.
Other than that, you're hips really are getting wide, arent they... you're a boxy bag... there, I said it. And I'm so torn on this. Boxy means you can stand up on your own (not to mention child-birthing, but we're not there yet... you and I... bags and humans aren't there yet). Boxy means you're this big beautiful rectangle I can throw stuff in and see stuff clearly in. But it also means, a little awkward trying to get through that packed, small market that has the breakfast burrito we like. Boxy means a big box on my back... No contour, no sleek, all utility. Which, is really really beautiful, baby. Truly. That's why i cant' leave you for very long.
I mean it, I love you. Lets work things out.
