Inside as you open the japanese stile sliding door, to the left is a small hard wood s[ot for your shoes. From there a nice light green rug runs accross the floor. A open room, with only two large beams int he center holdign up the roofing can be sighted. On the walls are hooks for weapons in which i collect, and above my bed is a large picture of My dad and me. This is my dojo, where i live, where i collect, where i train, my space of heven.