Seychelles. New Year’s Eve.

Welcome aboard!

No, not the plane. And not the train. You are on a ship. And it's not just a ship - it's your ticket to a week that might change everything. Or just become the very story you'll tell to your friends for years.

The first evening. Cabins are already waiting - cozy, as promised on the website. But the website doesn't convey how the ocean smells outside the porthole. And how the light breeze moves the curtains. It has to be felt

And to see the sunsets there.

You go out on deck. The sun - huge and red slowly sinks into the ocean. It's useless to get out the phone, you can't shoot such. And it also has to be felt.

Then there's the introduction to the crew, dinner, and unfamiliar faces at the table. But in an hour, they'll be your people. In a day, they'll be your crew. And in a week, they'll be friends with whom you might argue until you're hoarse, remembering whose cocktail spilled at the very moment when the captain said, "Hold on tight."

So, shall we go?

Today is not just an island. Praslin. A name you may have heard in the trailers for paradise. And now you're walking there. Slowly. Because rushing here is a crime.

Morning. The catamaran gently cuts through the waves. You can take the helm and feel like a captain. At least for five minutes. Or you can stay on the deck, basking in the sun and immersing yourself in nirvana.

Lunch. Anz Lazio Beach. You've seen these places on social media from bloggers who fly to the Maldives for "content." But here, there's no content. Just you, granite boulders (perfect for jumping into the water), and the sea, so clear!

Evening. A barbecue. Meat or fish that you caught yourself this afternoon. And around you is sand, warm like fresh bread. And the ocean whispers, and everyone hears something different.

Today, our yacht will become a time machine and take us to an island where time has slowed down by about 200 years. There is no Wi-Fi, no urbanity - only mangroves, sand and...

Turtles.

Not the ones on a school trip to the zoo. And giants - the size of the trunk of an SUV. They are slow, wise and completely not afraid of people. You can feed them from your hand, and at that moment you'll realize that this is the real thing. Imagine the eight-year-old inside you screaming, "OH MY GOD, THIS IS ALMOST A DINOSAUR!"

Go deeper.

After the turtle safari, go snorkeling off the island of Saint-Pierre. Mask, snorkel, and you're in a whole other world. Corals, clownfish (yes, the ones from Finding Nemo), and schools of colorful creatures that have no idea what you're doing there. Tired of diving? Grab your SUP and get out there! Or ride your bike along the coast.

In the evening, enjoy a dinner under the stars. And yes, you will probably dream about turtles.

In the morning you wake up and behind the porthole - turquoise. You dive - and at this moment you understand: this will be the most unusual New Year in your life.

In the afternoon we are met by Valle De Ma. It is not just a park. It is the scenery for a film that nature itself has shot. Giant palms that are hundreds of years old. Coco de mer is the "nut" that pirates and kings once sailed here for. As you walk along the path, the air is thick with fragrances, and time seems to stand still.

And in the evening... In the evening, the catamaran turns into a New Year's fairy tale. Garlands, lights, and laughter. Wine that tastes even better under the starry sky of an exotic island.

Midnight. Fireworks.

Not the "pfft" that's barely visible from the city's high-rise buildings. But a burst of color over the ocean. Reflected in the water, in your eyes, and in your glasses. You raise a toast, and in that moment, you realize, "This is it. This is the moment worth living for."

You remember that how you spend the New Year...

New Year's Eve.
What's next? And then - the island where time has forgotten to go forward. La Digue. There are no crowds of tourists, no noise of cars - only bicycles, salty wind and a feeling that you have got into an old good fairy tale.

Morning. You get on a bike. Yes, yes, it's a bike - because here it's not a sport, but a way of life. The first stop - vanilla plantations. The air is sweet, like ice cream. You touch the pods and understand where this smell comes from in your mother's pastries!

Day. A Creole village. Bright houses, smiles of locals, smell of grilled fish. Here live people who have not heard about "deadlines" and "updates". They just live. And it seems they know some secret that we all lost somewhere along the way. At the same time, we will fish. Seychelles is a fishing paradise! In the local waters, you will find tuna and dorado, as well as sailfish. Even those who don't particularly enjoy fishing will be impressed.

And the main event is the beach of Sourd'Argent. The one and only. Yes, the one from postcards, desktop wallpapers, and your secret dreams. Granite boulders, water that mixes all shades of turquoise, and sand that looks like powdered sugar.

In the evening, there will be a sunset. One of those that make you want to just be silent.

Today is the day we change air for water.

Felicite. Even the name sounds like a promise of something magical. We take our masks and snorkels, and the line between worlds blurs.

The first breath underwater. Corals that look like alien cities. Parrotfish, clownfish, and fish you don't know the names of—and that's okay. The main thing is that they're all here, in this giant aquarium, where they don't let you in for money, but just let you in.

You're sailing, and suddenly you realize that there's another reality somewhere up there. But right now, it doesn't matter.

It's evening. Sister Island. Literally, two sisters, two pieces of paradise in the middle of the ocean.

Sunset. It's not just about "the sun setting." It's a show. The sky explodes with color. The water turns into mercury. You're sitting on the deck with a glass of cold beer or prosecco...

Tomorrow is a new day. But this one is already in your memory forever.

The last day of the tour.

But don't say goodbye yet. There's still time. There's still a whole day to live it to the fullest.

In the morning, St. Anna Marine Park. It's as if nature itself has decided to give you a farewell performance. Put on your mask, and here comes the final act: Corals that remember what the ocean was like before us. Schools of fish, flashing like thoughts before sleep. And if you're lucky, turtles.

Day. You're sailing on a yacht, and every breath of air feels more precious. Because tomorrow, it's planes, airports, and faces on phones. But today, it's just the ocean. It's just you. It's another chance to feel a part of something bigger.

In the evening, you return to Mahé. It's the same island where it all started. The same coastline, the same palm trees. But you're different. You watch the sunset and realize something. You definitely understand something.

Tomorrow, the suitcases. But today, you can still feel. Who knows, maybe in a year, you'll be back. Because we couldn't help but return.

Morning. Last breakfast on board. Coffee seems stronger. Laughter is louder. You look at those who a week ago were just "table companions". And now - these are the people with whom you dived to the turtles, laughed to tears under Creole music and celebrated the New Year with fireworks in the ocean. And most importantly, it was not just a vacation. It was a reboot.

The Seychelles, which used to be just a beautiful word in the advertising offers of travel agencies, is now yours. Your sunsets. Your rhymes. Your stars, under which you made wishes. Your feeling of freedom, excitement, and living in the here and now.

For those who are going to the airport, we will arrange a transfer. For those who decide to extend their vacation, we will help with taxis and answer all your questions.