I awoke in the dark several hours later. My chamber was empty, but there was a bottle of Monastic Gin¯n the bedside table along with a note from Master Gow:
Walk to the pavilion. For each step, take one drink. In this manner you shall learn the true nature of a journey.
When I arrived at the pavilion the bottle was nearly empty and my steps were unsteady. Master Gow stood silently staring up at the stars. As I approached, he turned to me and asked, "Do you understand?"
"I think so," I replied in slurred speech. "Each step of a journey is an adventure of its own, and to ignore any of them is dangerous and leads to pain, embarrasment, and "
"Stop," said Master Gow. "You are too drunk, and we ascetics are forbidden to laugh. But if you wish, we can go to the village. I know this great club, wall-to-wall with babes like you've never seen "