The last pic reminded me of a hair-raising journey I made as a young teen in an old decrepid DC3 flying above Malacca. We were flying not so high above the jungle - the fact that a hatch was open and blowing a small gale in the plane (to keep the Malay crew cool) was hairy enough but getting to the toilet, lifting the seat, and seeing the jungle below was enough to freeze my bladder in shock. Advice: pay the full fare and fly by a regular airline!