Jennifer, I wantyoutolookaroundthehousepossessionsinyourlifethatdon't sparkjoy.
Then I wantyoutoburn.
Everycondowouldhavelovedit.
Andyetnoneofthesethingshappened.
Instead, I spentsixmonthsthisyearhunchedover a laptop, editing 27 videosaboutbicycles.
Forthoseofyouwhoneedsthischannelanddon't knowwhatjourneyacrossJapanisbasically 18 monthsago, I decided I wantedtogetfitbycycling 2000 kilometresacrossJapanandalongthewayonflogeverysingledayofthejourney.
Theendresultwas a 27 parttravelSiri's andtocallitanadventurewiththeunderstatementagainstthebackdropofjawdroppinglandscapes, mouthwateringdishesandeccentriccharactersandguests.
Itwasepicinscale.
Itreallywaasonaboveallalongtheway, I alsogotsomefreebiscuits.
However, offcameratheentireprojectalmostcompletelybrokeningonfromstarttofinish, youcanquiteliterallywatchmyfacecrumbleinrealtime, evolvinglike a brokeandPokemon.
Sotoday I'm heretoofferyoufourlifelessons.
I learnedonjourneyacrossJapanwhenhewatcheditornot, andtogiveyoutheinsidescooponwhatwentonbehindthescenes, why I cutoutoneofmyguestsentirelywhyittakessixmonthstoproduceandofcourse, howmuchweight I lostalongtheway.
Andif I wouldactuallygobackintimeandpunchmyselfinthefacelastyearinsteadofdoingtheobviousthing, whichis, ofcourse, totravelback 2000 yearsandget a selfiewithJesus.
He'd loveit.
Lookathisface.
Howcometheuploadscheduleseemstobesoirregular?
Maybe I'm imagining, but I swearyousaidweeklyvideosorsomethinglikethat.
I neversaidweeklyvideoseverysingledayoffthattripeverysingledayofthatmonthlongjourneyacrossJapan.
I'm gonnabemaking a videoputtingituponthechannel.
It's true.
Forsomereason, when I cameupwithJourneyacrossJapan, I thought I couldcycle 50 kilometers a day, filmthewholething, uploaditandsomehowhavedailyvideos.
I don't reallyknowwhat I wasthinking.
Inretrospect, maybe I'd drunk a littlebittoomuchBacarysweat.
I'm lost.
I didhave a smallteamwithmetohelpfillmetal.
Ultimately, I decided I wantedtoeditthemmyselfbecause I'm anabsolutecontrolfreakandsurprisingly, duringthefirstweekofthejourney, somehowweactuallysucceeded.
Checkintoyourhotel, have a quickdinnercomprisedofenergyjellyandthenedititarounduntilfour o'clockinthemorningandthenrepeattheprocessoveragain.
Althoughthatwasjustoneproblem, I wasverynearlydead.
Infact, atonepoint I didfallasleepatthewheelwith a handlebaron.
ThenmystubbornnessinnotlettingotherpeopleeditthevideosformingWaasultimatelybydownfall, I guessagainstallodds, thecyclewascompletein 46 days, andeverysingledaythatjourney I didlogitdidfilmbecausethey'reshotinrealtime.
However, bytheendofthecycle, thevideosandpiledupbecausewehadtwohoursoffootageforeverysingleepisode.
Ittookmesixmonthstoworkmywaythroughthat I lostthelastepisodeoftheSiri's wereamongstthemostwatched.
Thesporadicreleaseschedulecast a shadowoverthewholeprojectonDDE.
Wellruineditfor a lotofpeopleunfortunatelyonwhenthefinalepisodeinKagoshimawasreleasedinAugust, I turnedmybackcompletelyonjourneyacrossJapanforeverandneverlooked a bicycleagain.
Infact, thesitebicyclesmakesmephysicallysick.
Lookingback a littlenow, I realizedtheproblemwas, I justdidn't knowwhat I wanttojourneyacrossJapan.
TauBaycycleSYRIZAweightloss, Siri's or a straightuptravelseries.
It's verymuch a jackofalltrades.
Masterofnone.
It's a valuablelesson.
I'llbetakingforwardintonextyear's projectjourneyacrossJapantoabroadon a skateboard.
Yeah, it's gonnabeIt's gonnabeamazing.
No, I'd ratherputmyfingersin a blender.
Thisyear I'vefelt a mixtureofangeranddisappointment, constantlyangryatmyself.
Myhandlingofit'llwhenthefact I'vewastedsomuchthisyearanddisappointedthat I leftthousandsofviewersdown, I'llletyouguysdownbytheway I handedill.
Itdidn't falloff a bicycleforfunorcyclethrough a floodformyownpersonalamusement, becausecycling 2000 kilometresandfilmingeverysingledayofitsimplywasn't enough.
A realtorOhturnedouthadanoldschoolfriendofMatsuyamawhowaswillingtoshowusaroundforthedaywillcomein a spyfilmanyway, Weknowhowtomeisthatshe's eatingorangesbecauseit's thelocaldishes.
But I thinkthebestexampleofcreativityunderdesperatecircumstancescamefromthestretchalong.
Thegutterwas a beautifulstretchalongthecoastline.
AbsolutelybuckletheretodoonwhilecyclingthroughthisabandonedplacethattimeforgotJoey, theanimationmanand I received a capsulechallengetomake a Japanesecommercialandlessthan 24 hoursatfirstbecausewewereinthemiddleofnowhere, wehadnothingtoreallygoonornothingtodo.
Wewerejustgonnagoto a beachon.
Justsiton a beachandmakeitquickcommercialthere.
Butasluckwouldhaveit, wefound a trainstationwith a bespokewonderfultrainmuseum, completewithanoldunusedtraincarriage.
Becausewesaw a traincarriagethat's inthemuseumonthemonline, and I couldseeit.
They'rejustinside.
Oh, wow, that's sick.
Andafterdroppinginto a nearbyDonQuixotestoreonkitingJerry L.
In a stylishdoctorsoutfitandturninghimintoDrJelly, weprettymuchgoodtogetreallywon, actuallywaypopulatedthetraincarriagewithmembersofourproductionteam.
Andoffwego.
Thatwasit.
Dr.
Jellywasborn, not a cup.
That's ridiculous.
Thinkinglikeyou.
There's a greatexampleofteamworkandcreativitybornoutofdesperation.
Andactually, if I hadonespinoff, Siri's ourjourneyacrossJapan.
Itwouldbemakinglike a seriesofcommercialsofshortfilmswithin 24 hourswithinoneday.
Therewasstillwaitingfor a callbackfromthecompanyinquestionhadnothing, nothinguntilwhen I thinkbacktoGenacrossJapan, I don't breakitdownbythelocationsthemselves.
I breakitdownbythegueststhatjoinmealongtheway.
And I thinktherewasabout 10 know, includingtherandomstrangersthatpoppedupaswell.
Admittedly, themostbizarreencounterwehadonthetripwas a strangeron a beachtimetravelingman, as I liketocallhim.
OnthefatefulmorningthatReatojoinedthepsycho, hewassittingon a beachand I filled a littleintrowiththecamerafilminghimintroducehimself.
Andhehadthishorrible, smugexpression, a smugexpressionthatcouldbreak 1000.
Miller's Goodmorning, everyone.
Severalweekslater, I foundmyselfeditingthatfootage, andas I playeditback, I noticedinthebackgroundbehindme, Alterothere's a guythatdivesintothesandkindofperfectlyintoframe, andnow I'm joiningthetourThis'llday.
I don't knowwho, what, whyorhow, butitwassoperfectlytimed.
Itwassointricatethat I genuinelythinkitmightbe a viewerfromthefuturewhocamebackintimetophotobomb.
Oneoftheepisodes.
I thinkthefunnestrandomencounterwith a strangertherewaswhen I wasinNiigatawithmygoodfriendRoyon.
Wewentoutforfriedchickenforlunch, andwecameacrosstheeatingchampionofNiigata, a smalllocalgirlwhocouldeat a seeminglyneverendingbucketoffood.
I don't knowhowthesciencebehindthisworks, givenhersize, thatbowllookatthesizecompared.
Itwasabsolutelymesmerizing, watchingherdevourallthefoodandthenjumpupanddowntosomehowletthefoodgodown A digestionsystem.
Don't knowifthatworkedornot.
Ifyou're a doctor, isthatIsthat a thing?
I don't seemtoworkbecausesheateit'll, andattheendofitall, I wasstoodlookinglike a bitof a loserandabsolutelymockeryoffightingcapacity, giventhatshewashalfmysizewaylaser.
OneofthemostdisappointingaspectsofJennaacrossJapanwasthefactthat I cutoutmygoodfriendEmma, talky, talkytravelerfromthreedaysinKyushuattheendofthecycle.