The last thing a person wants to see when exiting an airplane is a long queue at immigration. That particular line feels like a rite of passage, a sort of “do you really deserve this vacation?” test that you must pass before the fun can begin. Every time I have been to Japan it has been the same long waits, rude staff, and unnecessary amount of questioning.
Something I have been asked before is “Why don’t you ever blog about your trips to Japan?” The short answer: Immigration. You read right, but it is not what you think. Read more