We’re not 10 minutes into the flight when I realize this is a mistake. A terrible mistake. This is when the pilot announces it’s 11 hours and 44 minutes to London. Trevor, “What did you think? Have you ever looked at a map?” I don’t know what I was thinking. I mean, the continents are connected. You don’t even cross an ocean. I know Asia’s a big continent, but 11 hours and 44 minutes? It’s not this flight so much that has me panicked but the London-Tokyo return and the flight to New York the next day. How did I ever let him talk me into that one? What’s killing me is this whole odyssey was my idea to begin with.