In the early 1970's - it sounds so long ago now, I remember flying to Japan for the first time. 747's Were the big thing then and a ticket was in the $200 range. On approach I saw the fabled MT. Fuji (never forget the "San") rise out of the water surrounded by a brown haze as the plane banked up the coast towards Tokyo and Haneda airport. It was a powerful sensation, not to wax too romantic to see Japan rise up out of the ocean after hours cramped in a plane.