My Ikea game is strong. I can navigate backwards from the cashiers, through the marketplace and the showrooms (utilizing shortcuts)–no problem. Plus, when it comes to assembly, I speak fluent Ikea and always end up with a minimum of extra dowels and those funky hex bolts.
However, I can’t imagine visiting Ikea, in Japan, with kids in tow. Mike lays out the whole Ikea Osaka experience, read it before your next family visit to the giant, blue and yellow box.