A lifetime of weekends away and I never wrote a word about a bag. This is the exception
A lifetime of weekends away and I never wrote a word about a bag. This is the exception
Six things the Wildvana gets right that weekend bags get wrong, from a woman who does not review luggage.
Siobhán Murphy · Customer · Cork · 5 min read
Let me be plain about who is talking. I am Siobhán, I am 67, I live in Cork, and I have never in my life sat down to write about a bag. What I have done is pack for a lifetime of weekends away, out of holdalls that sagged, cases that scuffed, and one wheeled thing we do not discuss. So this is not a review. It is a woman who was wrong about a bag, saying so.
The one I am writing about is called the Wildvana, from Máire Dublin, a small Irish shop that has been selling cosy knitwear and everyday pieces to women across Ireland. I first saw it on the luggage rack of a coach to Galway, and when the shop later asked if they could put my letter up for others to read, I said yes, on the condition I could be completely honest in it.
A quilted bag with a camper van driving across the front of it, peace signs and all, under a stitched orange sunset. On an actual coach. Read on.
Here is what a lifetime of packing taught me. Weekend bags come in two piles. The sensible pile, black nylon holdalls that sag like disappointment and all look alike on a luggage rack, which is how coats get put in the wrong car. And the smart pile, stiff little cases that scuff, weigh a tonne empty, and hold less than they promise.
Saggy and invisible, or stiff and heavy. Those were the weekend options, and I had done my years in both.
The Wildvana is the first bag I have owned that is neither, and having taken it on one coach, two trains and a Tuesday overnight, I can tell you it comes down to six things.
The day it came. I ordered it expecting a flimsy novelty. I apologised to it within the week.
It does not look like luggage
It looks like somewhere nice to be going. The whole scene is quilted and stitched across the bag, the camper van with its peace-sign nose, an orange sunset, daisies, little toadstools, purple mountains round the back. On a rack of black holdalls it is the only bag anybody smiles at, and the only one nobody picks up by mistake.
The van up close. The peace sign on the nose is the detail that finished me.
Three women asked about it on the platform at Heuston. My husband found us by the bag. Nobody had ever asked about one of my bags before.
Deirdre C., BrayIt swallows a proper weekend
Two outfits, spare shoes, a wash bag, a book and the cardigan I pretend I will not need. It all goes in without wrestling, and the wide opening means I can see everything at once instead of excavating. Packing stopped being the worst part of going away.
I took it away for three nights in Salthill. Everything fit, including the boots, and I could find it all easily.
Gráinne D., LetterkennyThe quilting is the clever part
Soft outside, so it squashes into a coach rack or under a train seat without argument, then springs back to shape looking unbothered. And the padding works both ways, what is inside travels cushioned. My reading glasses have survived two trips they would not have survived in the old holdall.
I squeezed it into an overhead rack on the train from Dublin to Tralee. It came out looking better than I did.
Maeve H., SalthillThe handles are part of the show
The straps wrap right round the body of the bag, so the weight is carried by the whole bag rather than a few stitches, and they are covered in little embroidered-look daisies so even the practical bits are pretty. They sit comfortably in the hand or over the forearm, and there is nothing to dig in.
The daisy straps. Even the load-bearing parts got dressed up.
Two honest sizes, measurements included
The 40 centimetre one does an overnight, the gym, or a cabin bag. The 46 centimetre one does two to three days with room for shoes and a towel. The shop prints the measurements plainly and even tells you most women are happier with the bigger one, which matches my experience of weekends and of life.
I took their advice and went for the larger size. It was the right call. You can always use the extra space for a weekend away.
Clodagh W., AthloneIt earns its keep between trips
This is the part I did not expect. It does the gym on Wednesdays and the overnight at my daughter’s in Dublin, and last month it carried a care package on a hospital visit with more cheer than the occasion had any right to. The old holdall lived in a cupboard between outings. This one barely gets put away.
Packed for a Tuesday overnight. The van faces the door, ready.
The Wildvana, against the weekend bags you have been buying
You can find a weekend bag for forty-odd euro anywhere. I know, because I own the evidence. Here is the difference, laid out plainly.
Black nylon that sags like disappointment
Identical to every other bag on the rack
Thin walls, contents arrive rattled
Handles that dig in by the car park
One vague size, no measurements
Quilted and structured, springs back to shape
A stitched camper-van scene nobody mistakes
Padded walls that cushion what is inside
Wrap-round daisy straps, comfortable in hand
Two honest sizes, measurements printed
About the price
The Wildvana is €39.95 for the 40 centimetre size, down from €79.90, and €44.95 for the 46, down from €89.90.
I will pass on what the shop told me, which is that they are made in runs, and once a run is gone, it is gone. Their words, not mine. What I can tell you from my side is that half price is usually where I start asking what is wrong with something, and three trips in I have not found it.
And if you are buying for two, a friend, a sister or a daughter, there is a discount for more than one bag. It comes off automatically at the checkout.
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Add more than one bag to your basket and the discount is applied automatically at checkout.
And I do not trust perfect scores, so I read the reviews before I ordered. Just over three hundred of them, sitting at 4.2 stars, which sounded like real people rather than robots, so I read on. The same six things I have just walked you through come up in them, over and over, in other women’s words.
By the door, packed for Galway round two. The thermos is coming.
If you have a coach trip, a weekend in Kerry, a grandchild’s sports day or a Tuesday overnight anywhere in your future, and your current bag is a black nylon apology, this is the one I would put in your hands myself, while your size is still there. Stop dithering and go and look.
Siobhán
Wildvana - Quilted Travel Duffle Bag
- Stitched camper-van scene, quilted all over
- Swallows a proper weekend without wrestling
- Soft quilted walls that cushion and spring back
- Wrap-round daisy handles, comfortable in hand
- Two honest sizes: 40cm €39.95 · 46cm €44.95
- Part of a whole collection of designs
- Buy 2, 3, 4 or 5 bags and save 10%, 15%, 20% or 25%
- Free delivery
Made in runs. Once a run is gone, it is gone.