From ancient catacombs beneath Saint-Émilion to a French feast on board, today was a journey through history, heat—and a heroic number of desserts. Also, there was a car fire. Never a dull moment.
Little Jimmy, banana mousse, and trivia fuelled by Kahlúa – just another deeply silly and spectacular day at sea. We didn’t win cornhole, but Ros’s painted toes and a whisky nightcap made us feel like champions.
We sailed into the Basque Country with rogue waves, mystery salads, and designer bath-towel shirts. A weird urinal topped it off—and that’s before sunset cocktails on a helideck.
From Michelin-starred bites to busted dessert habits, our Bilbao day had everything—sunshine, scotch, salt rooms and a solid nap mid-massage.
We honoured Mum, the PanKind walk, and the joy of being alive – with meaningful steps, surprise tapas, and a dinner that danced across Asia.