Australia can be a steaming shithole, too. Just before anyone gets any romantic ideas about the place.
I'd like to go to Japan to study with kenjutsuka and eat lots of ramen. Also, to get stung by acid-spitting wasps.
Swordsman Troper — Reclaiming The Blade — WatchGiven that meat pie floaters are a cornerstone of our culture, I'd have to agree.
Swordsman Troper — Reclaiming The Blade — WatchThey're a kind of bat, and often mistaken for regular fruit bats, so it's kinda difficult to fight them. And if you keep a light with you outdoors at night, or travel with at least one other person, you'll never even be bothered by them.
Any fuss over drop bears is pretty much a holdover from the early colonisation days.
Swordsman Troper — Reclaiming The Blade — WatchThat totally looks kinda like a fox.
◊ Especially if it were dive-bombing your head.
It looks more like a fox than a bear!
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My father has long had a love affair with Australia. This to some degree roots back to a teacher he once had, who told his class tales of the land. My father's an incredible man and has since visited Australia via both leisure and business. I've had the opportunity to vist some places too. I am eternally grateful.
I had a teacher in first school who gave out impressions of areas of Asia, Burma/Myanmar in particular. I eventually became fond of Japan and eventually Japanese cinema due to interest in film. Japanese cinema suprisingly widely embodies a classical attitude to narration in both the pre- and post-war years. Ozu's early silent films in particular are emotional greats, well worth following up today.
I've had the oppportunity to visit Tokyo. My father has been in the railway industry throughout his entire life. I thoroughly enjoyed the Shinkansen and seeing Japan. I want to see Japanese castles at some point in my life.