Have you ever taken a wrong turn while walking in a historic part of a tourist city? Were you supposed to go left or right? Confusion sets in and you take a chance. You turn right and hope for the best. After a few feet you realize that you went the wrong way, but after looking around a bit your not that upset. It seem like you've stepped back into time. Chilies hang on the wall above an old wooden bench. How many wary bodies have rested there on the journey through town once-upon-a-long-time-ago? 
This small path says to you "come wary traveler, rest here and enjoy the day. My bench is worn and comfortable and ready for you. Rest here before you continue on your way. Rest here and remember our time together." With a worn brick walk way and soft green and red to help guild your way, sometimes taking the wrong turn isn't such a bad thing at all.
