Have you ever heard those crazy stories of people stowing away on airplanes? Didn’t a kid make it to Hawaii once or something like that? Obviously he didn’t have a ticket. Well, I flew without a ticket one time. I didn’t stowaway. My rear was firmly planted in a seat. But I didn’t have a ticket. How did that happen, you may ask? Well, you can read the unbelievable story over at Petit Elefant. It’s the first time I’ve ever written about the crazy experience. Please join me over there and share any crazy travel stories you have!