Once again I'm clueless to any more info on this delightful "Garden Railway" because of the Net's inabilty to translate Kanji properly without it sounding like bad stereo instructions. Frankly it really does not matter, all I care about is that it merely exists.
... but the downside is that my "commute" from my front porch to my side garden has now become rather dull, no clicking of the rails, no teahouse-slash-railway halts, and no flower ventors at the terminus, but I must be brave and carry on still.
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