☐ Kyoto during cherry blossom season
Early mornings, tiny streets, too much matcha, and at least one afternoon spent pretending we know exactly where we’re going.

☐ Tokyo after dark
Tiny restaurants, beautiful hotels, late-night bars and several days spent wondering whether Paris suddenly feels rather quiet.

☐ Japan from Tokyo to Kyoto by train
A few unhurried days in each, with perhaps Osaka in between and absolutely no attempt to travel with sensible amounts of luggage.

☐ Shanghai for the skyline
Art, architecture, long dinners overlooking the Bund and the distinct possibility that I may not want to leave.

☐ Chongqing, simply because it looks unreal
Neon, mountains, hotpot and a city that appears to belong in a film set somewhere in the future.

☐ China beyond the obvious
Beijing, Hangzhou, Chengdu, Xi’an and Sanya—imperial palaces, lakes, pandas, ancient history and eventually somewhere by the sea.

☐ Hong Kong for a few very late nights
Dim sum, rooftop drinks, the harbour after dark and a hotel room high enough to make the entire city look miniature.

☐ Seoul for beauty, food and beautiful chaos
Late dinners, skincare appointments, galleries, cocktails and perhaps a few outfits that never make it back to Paris.

☐ Singapore for a long weekend
Impossibly good food, tropical evenings, immaculate hotels and a city that makes organisation look unusually attractive.

☐ Rajasthan by luxury train
Delhi, Jaipur, Jodhpur and Udaipur—palaces, long train journeys and enough colour to make the rest of the world appear temporarily beige.

☐ Mumbai for the beautiful chaos
Old architecture, new restaurants, the sea at sunset and a city that seems unlikely to let either of us become bored.

☐ Kerala by houseboat
A slow journey through the backwaters, breakfast on deck and several days during which punctuality becomes entirely irrelevant.

☐ Goa for a little longer than planned
A beautiful hotel by the water, late lunches, warm evenings and no convincing reason to return immediately.

☐ Ladakh beneath an unreasonable number of stars
Mountains, monasteries, extraordinary silence and the rare pleasure of being somewhere my phone cannot compete with the view.

☐ Thailand, properly
A few nights in Bangkok followed by Phuket or Koh Samui, because city lights and an island are better together.

☐ Bali without rushing it
Ubud first, somewhere beside the ocean afterward, and enough time to understand why everyone keeps accidentally staying longer.

☐ The Maldives
A villa somewhere over the water and an itinerary consisting largely of deciding where to have lunch next.

☐ Venice, preferably by train
The Venice Simplon-Orient-Express from Paris, because apparently taking a normal flight would lack sufficient drama.

☐ Vienna in winter
Opera, coffee houses, old hotels and enough cake to make any attempt at restraint entirely pointless.

☐ Iceland beneath the Northern Lights
Preferably followed by a very large fireplace, a very late dinner and absolutely no early plans the following morning.

☐ Paris to the South of France
I have a weakness for journeys that begin with coffee in Paris and end somewhere near the sea.

☐ The Italian lakes in summer
Lake Como, long lunches beside the water and at least one boat journey for which I am dressed far too elaborately.

☐ The Greek islands by boat
Mykonos, Santorini and somewhere quieter afterward, once we have remembered that sleeping is occasionally necessary.

☐ A winter escape to the Alps
Gstaad, St. Moritz or Courchevel—snow outside, dinner somewhere warm and very little pressure to become accomplished skiers.

☐ The Amalfi Coast
Beautiful roads, dramatic views, slightly impractical outfits and stopping whenever somewhere looks too lovely to pass.

☐ Dubai for a long weekend
Good restaurants, ridiculous hotels, the desert for a day and the sort of skyline that makes subtlety seem unnecessary.

☐ Doha, just because
A few days somewhere I have never properly explored, preferably with no obligation more serious than dinner reservations.

☐ Muscat and the coast of Oman
Mountains, sea, quiet hotels and a road trip with considerably more elegance than the phrase “road trip” usually suggests.

☐ A safari in Tanzania
The Serengeti, long breakfasts after sunrise drives and finally having something more interesting to look at than my phone.

☐ A spontaneous weekend in Marrakech
Close enough to decide on Friday. Different enough to feel as though we have disappeared properly.

☐ Cape Town and the Winelands
Ocean drives, beautiful restaurants, a few days among the vineyards and the impossible task of deciding which view deserves our attention.

☐ The Seychelles
Somewhere secluded, somewhere beside the water and somewhere capable of making shoes feel completely unnecessary.

☐ Botswana for a safari that feels truly remote
A beautiful camp, evenings beneath the stars and several days planned entirely around wildlife rather than notifications.

☐ New York
Long walks, late dinners, bookstores I did not mean to spend two hours in and convincing myself I could live there every time I visit.

☐ California along the coast
A few days driving by the ocean, stopping whenever somewhere looks better than whatever was originally planned.

☐ São Paulo for food, art and late nights
A city break with proper energy—galleries, architecture, very long dinners and plans that become progressively less responsible after midnight.

☐ Rio de Janeiro for New Year
White clothing, fireworks over the ocean and beginning the year somewhere incapable of doing anything quietly.

☐ Buenos Aires for a week
Old cafés, beautiful buildings, dinner at an unreasonable hour and perhaps learning just enough tango to become dangerous.

☐ Mexico City and somewhere by the sea
Museums, restaurants and several very full days in the capital, followed by a beach where doing absolutely nothing feels deserved.

☐ St. Barths when Paris becomes too grey
Lunch that lasts until sunset, a small boat, no fixed schedule and everyone collectively pretending winter does not exist.

☐ Sydney for New Year’s Eve
The harbour, fireworks and beginning January somewhere warm enough to make Europe feel like a distant administrative problem.

☐ The Whitsundays by boat
White sand, impossible blue water and several days measured by swims and sunsets rather than hours.

☐ New Zealand by road
Mountains, vineyards, remote hotels and stopping so frequently for the view that the original itinerary becomes meaningless.

☐ French Polynesia
Bora Bora, Tetiaroa or anywhere involving a private terrace, warm water and no expectation that we accomplish very much.

☐ New Year somewhere entirely new
There is something pleasing about falling asleep in one year and waking up in another in a place you have never seen before. It is the biggest party of the year, after all.

And the list is nowhere near finished.

If there is something on yours that sounds particularly difficult to say no to, perhaps we should compare notes?