Since awakening in the middle of a park, located in karakura town, Han had made his stay short, he would have arrived in soul society sooner, if he had remembered how to open a senkaimon. When the shinigami had awoken in the human world, he was trapped in a fog, he didn’t know where he was at first, and didn’t remember any events leading up to him waking up, it was as if a large portion of his memory had been wiped away.
This being said, nothing was going to keep the captain from returning to soul society, and like a flood, information began to flow into his mind once more. Han soon remembered how to get back, to the one place he called home, no matter how much he hated following rules, soul society, was still a better place than anywhere else. Almost immediately after Han had regained his composure, he opened a senkaimon, and walked into the blinding light. Moments later, a door opened in the middle of a street, somewhere in one of the rukon districts, Han was vaguely familiar with the area, he had been here several times, and knew for a fact, that there was a pub, not far from his location.
Now normally, after going through such an ordeal, the shinigami would make his way to the pub, and drown himself in a bottle of scotch, this time was different however, he was still a little foggy, and could feel a spiritual pressure approaching him, it seemed like he had felt this pressure before, but his brain was overloaded with everything he had been through. Instead of making any movements, Han stood there, very still, and very calm, in the middle of the street, awaiting the arrival.