I am the travelling pink elephant. How do I travel, I hear you say. By the helicopter hat atop my head, of course! Sure, it's small but it's magical too. I found it in a bin last night, thrown by the wayside as if the previous owner had no care for it at all. Should I be worried that this could mean this hat is cursed? Nay! Should I be envious that the previous wearer of this magical hat has found a better alternative? Nay! For I am with the clouds now, bouncing from puff to puff, never caring for neither weather nor plummet. My travels shall be written amongst the skies. As I, yes I, I am the travelling pink elephant!