Watching the sun rise from the top of Mt. Fuji is something I will never forget. Climbing the mountain overnight, for 9 hours, was the most brutally exhausting thing I have ever done in my life. I'm not exactly the pinnacle of fitness, so I still cannot believe that I did this. I thought me and my friends would be casually taking breaks, having some edamame-flavoured Pocky and Asahi beer, chatting and messing around. Oh, how wrong I was. In retrospect, I definitely shouldn't have climbed up in a t-shirt, converse shoes and jeans. Oh, and some sunscreen and a hat would have been useful to prevent the awful face-swelling sunburn I had to put up with for the next few days. But, flaws and all, I will never, ever forget this journey I took. Painful as it was, this is one of my fondest memories.
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