We’re trying to get out of this place and back up the hill for a summit push but the fog has set in and there have been no helicopters flying in or out of Lukla or Namche today.
Feels like Groundhog Day. The same song plays on a constant loop in the background of the Barista Cafe.
One by one each of us go off in a tantrum about one thing or another. At least we take turns.
We’ve had a good rest break here and I now feel like I’ve recovered from a lousy stomach upset but we want out bad. Please someone lift this fog and let us get out of here.