Solitude is written into the title, and the listing bears it out. Alone in Japan arrives filed under travel, memoir and politics at once, a combination that tends to describe a particular kind of traveller: one who goes somewhere alone and returns with questions about the place rather than a list of sights.
Tom Feiling reads it personally, which suits the material precisely. A solitary journey narrated by the person who took it keeps the first person genuinely first, and across nearly thirteen hours that consistency does real work.
Anything beyond the recording is not ours to assert, so the work stands as the introduction.