Have you ever looked back and realized you’d accidentally taken an unusual route on the road of life? "Unusual" as in "not the way most people get where they’re going"? Like wandering down a curious side street and scaling a wall, just to get to a place that’s much more easily accessed by going around the main streets?
My endeavors recently brought me to an expedition in the Forgotten Quarter. (don’t worry, I won’t speak of what I found.) When I arrived and gathered supplies, I was told that I needed Whispered Secrets and Cryptic Clues to become an Archaeologist, which was necessary to embark on the expedition I had in mind. I responded by donning a pirate’s hat and heading the Watchmaker’s Hill to spar with some ruffians until I had enough pilfered funds to purchase the Secrets and Clues I needed.
It only occurred to me as I was wrapping up, that this is probably not how most fledgling Archaeologists gather their information.
And that had me wondering: do any of you have similar stories? Tales of unconventional victory, or roundabout paths, or overly-elaborate schemes?