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My loyal and mischievous wife, Verity, ensured my journey began with the utmost disorientation. Blinded by a blindfold and coasting away in a vehicle, I felt nauseous and uneasy about my unknown fate. Soon enough, we arrived at our destination; a patch of the English countryside filled with the clamor of geese and other rural wonders. Only armed with a bottle of water, a couple of snacks, and a fervor for adventure, I prepared to tackle the wilds devoid of technology, maps, or navigational devices.
The objective? To return home before dark by navigating through narrow country lanes and fields, completely avoiding main roads. Such restrictions were designated to add difficulty and excitement to the task ahead.