It's your 30th birthday in a rural town on the Gobi Desert, you're spending the night alone at a bar. 

You're not excited about turning 30 but you are excited that you're about to see Antarctica while it's still there. Your plane leaves in the morning. 

It was a bar fight and the blind fist comes out of nowhere and knocks you down. 

When you wake, you've missed your flight, all your money and passports are missing, and your personality is more daring. 

The embassy is unreachable but that doesn't matter. You're going to see Antarctica or die trying. 

 You crawl to the local airstrip and sneak into the wheel well of the plane. It takes off to the big coastal cities. 

The baggage handlers see your frozen body fall out and break into a million pieces on the tarmac. 

76% fatality rate of wheel-well stowaways but at least you gave it your best shot.