^Wow, even that’s refreshing haha. But going in the suicide forest after doing all these things? No, no, no. Not yet. Not even ever. Back in college, I was part of a group offered for an exchange study to Japan for a month, living in a Japanese home, attending class and basically doing what the Japanese do. Sadly, only two were allowed to leave for Osaka and I’ve always wondered what it was like to be able to do that at least during a visit. My one and only Japan visit was an official travel, less than five days, in a hotel where the convention was in, and no time to even go out with my wife for an entire day. But we stayed three more days after just to explore Tokyo and that was it. Short, unexciting really. We want to go back. Maybe after I retire. After I get my visas. And pension, of course.