Black Friday is supposed to feel like Christmas morning. This year it felt like Armageddon.
Instead of my alarm, I woke up to omicron – or rather, a barrage of messages from everyone who knew I was visiting Cape Town, South Africa. While I slept, news broke stateside about the latest COVID-19 variant. The U.K. had already banned flights from South Africa. Turning on the TV, I learned other countries were following suit.