The United States, East Coast, near the Big Apple. Take the road for a few hours and discover a rough sea on the horizon. Drive along the coast of Long Island and you're there, at a spot called the Hamptons. This is the End. Imagine a 200-year-old lighthouse with its original 200 steps, looking out over Peaconic Bay and the Atlantic Ocean. It is a reference point; a guardian against the storms of yesterday and tomorrow. Shining beyond the realm of possibility, where even stars seem out of place. Montauk is a natural peninsula with a story to tell, one of traditional beachfront houses with white wooden walls and open-air terraces. An ideal place to observe the dance of the fishermen.

Touching the southernmost tip of Africa is like speaking from the bottom of the world. There’s an energy at this point where the oceans connect. There’s a history of suffering and conflict, and also an abundance of Good Hope. This is a land that boils, that roars and trumpets with dust in the vastness of its parks. This is nature that man has preserved in all of his goodness. The sound of Swaziland waterfalls hang fresh in the air. From the moment you set foot in Cape Town, the city shows off its colors. The six colors of the official flag symbolize peacemaking among its people and the richness of its natural resources. To the south near Hermanus, you witness a living freeze frame. Whales orchestrate their ballet in the white waves, winding their bodies majestically in the warm currents. Just a few kilometers away lies the famous Cape, where you feel truly microscopic. The sheer splendor of the landscape seems swallow you alive. There is life here, to be consumed without moderation. Reverend Desmond Tutu described the new South Africa as « Rainbow Nation ». With your head pointing skyward, hopefully the curve of a rainbow will unfold before your eyes. ‘Une Nuit au Cap’ is our new stopover. One more step in our olfactory, contemplative, and silent nomadism.

The Night. One Night. One Night in Bali. It evokes the escape, the journey, the silence, the heat, the moments suspended in time. Bali, island of flowers. A few kilometers away from Java and a few degrees below the Equator, Bali blossoms under the petulant gaze of the Agung, a still active volcano. The island is the first key to sinking body and soul into incredible Indonesia.

'We arrived in Oman, a fertile country sprinkled with streams and planted with trees, orchards, and palm groves, producing many fruits of various kinds,' the famous Moroccan traveler Ibn Battuta wrote in the 14th century. Oman – pearl of the Arabian Peninsula. Fragment of A Thousand and One Nights, surrounded by the Gulf of Oman and the Arabian Sea. There are as many landscapes in the heart of the Sultanate of Oman as there are stories that begin with 'Once upon a time…' Once upon a time there was a sailor named Sinbad, who vividly described his seafaring and how forts and spice trade centers from Zanzibar to Mogadishu were erected. There was the Queen of Sheba, whose kingdom was established in the remains of Sumhuram. And the lost city of Ubar, known as the Atlantis of the Sands. And Marco Polo who, upon arriving in the Land of Oman declared: 'I have discovered paradise'.

Night. The mind wanders. Our eyes rest on the moon’s glow. The silence of the sleeping world excites our imagination. Here we find enchanted lands, magic, and mystery. And legends. We go from story to story, changing destinations, heroes, and landscapes. Our collection of Travel Extracts is a scent exploration of these real and imagined stories, passed down from generation to generation.