Visiting Universal Studios Japan with my wife -)

At Universal Studios Japan, he criticizes €2 bars, high prices, bag checks, loud music, fake- looking buildings, and the lack of direction. He rides nothing: nausea and fatigue make him want to leave, and he jokingly blames his wife. Back home, he fries hot dogs, jokes about spit, and rejects a fatty sausage as dog-food-smelling, bland, and cardboard-like.

This continues his recurring boredom and criticism, with domestic food-making replacing enjoyable shared leisure.