You wander 10,000 paces to the west, and find a hodgepodge of hedges, hogs, and hedgehogs. You're starting to think maybe that purple ginger ale from the flight wasn't real ginger ale. Leaning against a tree half his size is Gordon, your next door neighbor from back home. He asks you, "Did you know life is a metaphor for itself?"
You don't remember seeing him on the plane so you aren't sure how he got here. You don't feel like answering that question though, so you keep walking.