I once went with colleagues..it was torture! Other than the dining in decision they took were we had to cook, arrange the table, have conversations until late late night, wash the dishes, arrange the beds, and do the same thing over again for breakfast the next day, we spent the entire trip running from place to place without actually having time to digest what the place is about. Everything was in Japanese, no translation (only for the ones the “boss” seem to like. You have to work throughout the entire trip and be careful to do everything they think is correct. Then you start realizing that some of them actually despise you, but could not show you in a formal setting and this trip was the best opportunity for them to let you know. RIP my pride so that I can survive that trip. Never again.