Our friends Ruben and Lauren – I’ve written about them, right? Wonderful, fascinating people. We’d move in with them if we could, or failing that, would pretend to have died in order to get them to raise our kids for us. Lord knows they’d do a much better job of it. They travel like anything, too.

Anyhow. In our few minutes in the Lima airport, I found a weak wifi signal and synced my feeds to read on the plane. Now at 37,000 feet enroute to Cusco, I’m reading the morning’s tweets. There’s one from Ruben – they were somewhere in the Lima airport too, on their way back from Cusco.