What me worried?
In one week I will be back on a plane to Japan. Ten years ago when I was 29 years old I boarded a plane to Japan, my 30th birthday ticked over in Osaka, and I saw another six of them too before coming back to OZ in 2010. So now 39, almost ten years later I am doing it again. Although this time it’s not quite the same. This time I have a wife, soon a child, I can actually speak Japanese, and I kind of know what to expect.
Has Japan changed in 10 years? Probably.
Have I? Definitely.
But I can’t wait to get back. Of course it’s going to be different. Cool.
Bring it. I’m ready.