A Day of Wrong Turns and Wandering

Well, mates, today Britannia seemed determined to keep its secrets. I must have tried to find the Britain Cemetery three times and the stables twice, and each time I ended up staring at a suspiciously familiar hedge or a cow I swear I'd insulted earlier. Even the banks in West Britain were elusive! Clearly, the pathfinding gods are displeased.

But you know what? I got gloriously lost twice, and both times I stumbled upon some beautiful, forgotten glades. Found a nice bit of ore in one. So, a day of failures? Maybe. But a bad day exploring Britannia is still better than a good day anywhere else.

-Bjorn