He found himself lost with no memory of the location he currently stood in. His vision soon cleared and revealed an orient-styled restaurant with a design of red and black for the decorations. He was not sitting at a table and taking a full clockwise-turn to scan the area, he found himself not recognizing a single individual. There was no one here that he knew… at least it did not seem that there was.
Past the front desk was an outdoor garden. It had a stone pathway which circled a plant-covered pond with a bridge at its centers. Along the walls opposite the pond were trees, some speakers and a few information-signs. The man did not understand still why he was here but perhaps the garden held the answer. So, choosing to ignore the madam standing at the front desk as a means of explanation, he browsed the nature-land.
A Shishi-odoshi stood close to the base of the bridge, with a description of it in both English and Japanese. Had this not been here the man would have assumed this were Chinese, but it seemed not to be the case.