Japanese craziness

I herd Hojung splash into the water below and I herd a gurgle and a few bubbles as he sank into the underworld. Good riddence. Just then, I had a random inspiration to go to Japan, but my concience named Mr. Price told me that I had to get there without using a motor. I left Hojung to die and walked to the coast of the Pacific ocean. Then I took over a year to trek up to the arctic circle where I borrowed a dogsled and a team of dogs. I had never dogsledded before, so I ran into a number of problems right away. First off, the first tree I came to, the dogs steered around it, but close to it, and I crashed into a low branch which tore me off my sled, and I was forced to chase after the dogs for miles before they finally got bored. I came to other problems like that around the way, but eventually I made it to northern Europe. I traveled south until I ran out of snow and then released the dogs to live freely on the tundra. Yeah, I know, that guy who I rented them from is going to be pretty angry, but oh well. Then I stole a horse from a mongolian farm and continued on southeast towards China. I reached the Coast with lots of police on my tail for entering South Korea illigally and jumped into the ocean. Immideately, I turned into a whale. I swam out to sea.