The flight to start the everest base camp trek is notoriously dangerous, mostly the flying in part as if there’s cloud cover pilots can, and often do, miss the runway and crash the plane. On our way out we were lucky enough to get 8 DAYS of fog & cloud cover meaning we were stuck in the tiny town of Lukla for more than a week. It wasn’t awful, to be honest we spent most of it sitting in the local coffee shop, drinking hot chocolate and eating chicken burgers while I became addicted to Junior Master Chef Australia, a show which was on loop for Nepali satellite. While we were there we witnessed a local festival and saw all the locals getting blessed by the visiting lama. We also met lots of other Trekkers and got the scoop on all the mountaineering gossip, learning the behind the scene story of the deaths on the way to the summit. Although it wasn’t a difficult way to spend the week by the 7th day I was crying in the airport when planes before ours were able to leave but we were stranded for another day. After that we bit the bullet and did what everyone else had done, took a chopper through the foothills of the Himalayas back to Kathmandu. Might have been a travel splurge but for sanity the price was not too high!