Turbulence. Lots of turbulence. So much turbulence, that the airplane started to feel more and more like a dehydrated tin box tumbling around thousands of feet in the air with me strapped inside, narrowly avoiding collision with the Andes mountains. There was a small, elderly Peruvian lady sitting next to me, dressed in traditional clothing with long grey plaits of hair… her head was bowed, eyes closed, hands clasped together in prayer… cue more turbulence and images of ‘death via Andes collision' became ever more [...]