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.

And as it intensified dishes shattered. Chairs blew. Children cried. The guests and staff all crammed into the kitchen for shelter. It wasn’t chaos, just a collective moment of realizing: We are not in charge. Nature is.

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.

After an absolutely stellar morning admiring the icy splendor of Jungfraujoch – Top of Europe (yes, that’s actually what they call it, and no, they’re not wrong), I found myself sipping a cappuccino at the Mönchsjochhütte, enjoying what can only be described as a deeply intoxicating conversation with a fellow explorer.

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.

Another day stuck up here in the loft of my villa in the Seychelles. Raining again. Nothing to do but sort through my photo library—you know, the one documenting my globe-trotting career since 2018. That’s how long I’ve been on this party bus.

In a country obsessed with flat whites and single-origin espresso, seeing crowds of young people queue around the block for iced jasmine tea feels… surreal.

Wind-lashed and utterly deserted, this wild stretch of coastline is one of the most beautiful landscapes I have ever witnessed. We hiked alone, save for an emu who, with quiet grace, chose to walk beside us for a time.