I could tell you how many red-eye flights I took in 2024, but then I’d have to kill you. As Air Mail’s travel editor, I frequently fly between London (where I live now) and New York (my former and yet forever home) about nine times a year. I also visit far-flung destinations every few months, so overnight flights come with the territory. I’ve developed an absurdly detailed method for arriving at my destination as rested (and, equally important, rested-looking) as possible. It didn’t even fail me during a three-leg, 22-hour journey from Osaka, Japan, to Wichita, Kansas. So go ahead. Call me crazy. I can handle it.
THE DAY BEFORE THE FLIGHT:
I start tweaking my sleep schedule—going to bed and waking up an hour earlier or later, depending on where I’m going. I am not ashamed of using low-dose melatonin when needed—just a milligram or two does the trick without leaving me groggy.



