The stalls were outfitted with Japanese squat toilets and and the men’s side had 5 large modern urinals. A wooden sign in front of the building keeps cars from careening into the building by warning drivers to "Please prevent your car crash."

Though nicely ornamented with beautiful woodwork and clean, sleek porcelain, there were no toilets in the men’s room. Like many Japanese restrooms, there are no hand-drying apparatuses, though saika towels are for sale on the street not more than 50 feet away. To avoid embarrassment, be sure you know the kanji characters for men and women as the sign’s are not in English.

The aesthetics of the environment at first seem underwelming, but upon reflection it is marvelous just how ingenious the whole setup is. Taking several steps down into a opening of lush green vegetation lends a magical feel. The absence of a door saves you from unsanitary handle touching and works to keep your outdoor garden experience intact. Inside, it was perfectly lit with a mixture of artificial and natural light. Everything was well-maintained and the white tile was spotless.

The particular restroom I visited was on the 11th floor and appeared quite accessible and featured auto sensing urinals and sinks. It may be worth noting that most electric eye devices in Japan are very sensitive. If your hands move a few millimeters away from the stream even for a split second, the sink will shut off immediately.

The bland white and cream decor could have been exciting if it were more creatively lit with fluorescents or blue accent lights. Instead, it was dragged down by the dim yellowish lights which seemed to age and diminish the overall feel.

A doorless entryway allows natural sunlight to flow into this airy space. There are ample stalls outfitted with Japanese and western toilets – several of which are handicapped accessible. Futuristically curved self-flushing Toto urinals hang from the walls. One features handrail braces, an uncommon but nice feature which may be beneficial to those with crutches or walkers.

There is a plethora of bilingual writing on the outside door with an emphasis towards NOT smoking and NOT trashing this restroom. Watch your head on the way in. The doorway is quite small. Since this is a unisex bathroom shared by many people, you will want to be careful of your behavior because you never know who is going to come in. Men, be alert at the urinals and women, be sure to lock the door to your stall. Each floor is outfitted with a combination of western and Japanese style toilets in small dimly lit stalls. There is an odd small sink which is operated by twisting a small "wind-up toy" style handle on the spout. The soap dispenser appears to have been empty for ages, and now a bar of soap hangs from it in a nylon mesh. There is a row of additional newer sinks outside the restroom complete with a mirror. It is my guess that many guests choose to use these sinks instead. Because of this, I would advise against touching the door handle.

Throughout my stay at the New Koyo, I noticed many smells come and go. At one point, the stench was so bad I could only bear it for a couple seconds. Later that day, a lemony fresh popup air freshener appeared near the urinals and the smell subsided.

The men’s side only contained two urinals and a sink, but everything was very clean. Strange brightly colored air fresheners that wouldn’t look out of place hanging next to baby rattles and teething toys at a department store hung from the urinals. The women’s side consisted of two toilet stalls and a sink. Not more than 20 feet away from the restroom is an impressive collection of warthog paraphenalia – everything from stuffed animals and cartoon posters to stone artifacts. It may have been nice to incorporate some sort of warthog theme into the bathroom as well.

While the women’s side had a locking door, all that was inside was a single dirty squat toilet. The men’s side was sans-door (by design apparently) and contained only a urinal. A single sink was mounted on the outside wall.

The only saving points were the cute silhouette men/women icons nailed on the front and the novel bamboo divider separating the two sides.

If you really need to go, might I recommend skipping this one and using the much larger modern facilities a very short walk away just before the ticket booth to the Futura-San Shrine.