The Adventure Of My Life-Personal Narrative

This happened to me long time ago, but not enough for me to forget. At that time I was a young man who enjoyed traveling around the villages. Because my family is from merchants, we need to be in motion to buy and exchange goods with other villages, failure to do so would compromise the economic stability of our own.
This activity was my daily life so I believed that having made long trips accompanied by some members of my family was enough experience to travel alone, they warned me that the roads were far more dangerous now, I was angry that they believed me weak, with two backpacks (one with my things and one with the goods) I left my house confident in what I was doing. I spent the morning walking without a care, I was enjoying my little tour, in which I

Daylight woke me, I found myself lying in a room which I didn 't remembered coming. I jumped up and looked around, it was a room of an inn, my things were on one side of the bed. I didn 't understand what was happening.
The owners of the place told me that I was found at the entrance of the village; it seemed that walking days without proper rest had finally taken its toll, I told them what happened, but they insisted that it was impossible, because they had been receiving other travelers who used the same route I used and found nothing unusual. Maybe it was truth, I laughed happy that the nightmare was just that, a nightmare.
I decided to exchange the products in that village, I formed friendships with some locals and after a few days I was back in my home, accompanied by other merchants who wanted to go to my village.
Back in my village, my brothers helped me to unpack; I heard that they were laughing at me, implying that I didn 't only to exchange goods, but I had gone really well in the company of someone else. When I asked why, I was given a small notebook, which I always carried with me. In the middle of my notebook was written a message which said:
"I hope you enjoyed that night as much as I