I’m ready to get on the plane. We’ve fully entered the transition zone, my least favorite place to be. It feels like we are neither here or there. We will be moving from bed to bed from now until we land in Auckland. Routines disrupted. Personal space diminished. All of these things knock me off balance. And still I worry about what could go wrong between now and take-off. Covid-19 has taught us all how fast the world can change.