The Art of Being Elsewhere

When you're deep into your summer holiday, darling, it's best to switch over to COMPASS TIME. And there’s no better way to calibrate that internal gyroscope than by yachting through my favorite nautical playground — Croatia.

At the midpoint of the climb, I took a moment — as any refined traveler should — to sit and admire the sheer grandeur before me. No city clamor. No tourists loudly comparing souvenir prices or lamenting the tragic absence of fast food. Just me.

And by Alps, I mean Interlaken: The Swiss Disneyland, minus the lines, plus the vertigo.Hiking? Stunning. Swimming? Refreshing. Ziplining? Existential. Just remember to pack your adrenaline and your wallet—this place extracts cash faster than a one-armed bandit in a rigged casino.

So, there I was, settling my affairs after an extremely satisfying stay at the spectacular Four Seasons Seychelles, when James Edwards—Director of Guest Relations, no less—informed me that I had been bestowed the title of Seychelles Ambassador.

As I travel the world, passing through unfamiliar cities and quiet mountain paths, I find myself carrying a book that has traveled with me in another life

he call to adventure rarely arrives with fanfare. It creeps in—sometimes in response to restlessness, sometimes in quiet reflection—and once it grabs hold, it refuses to let go. I recognize it instantly. I can spot a story from a mile away, and my insatiable curiosity kicks in the moment we pull into our first roadhouse in Balladonia. Parked next to us is someone I can already tell is remarkable. I’m thrilled to introduce you to our new friend: Gulsah Merve Yuksel