France

Paris asks for restraint: one great museum after hours, one neighbourhood walked slowly with someone who knows its side streets, one dinner that needs no photograph to be remembered. The south runs to a different tempo: the Riviera's corniche roads in the quiet hours, Provence's hilltop villages before the heat arrives.

We keep France to a rhythm of two homes at most, a city address near the Seine, then a hotel above the sea or an estate among the lavender, with a private driver quietly bridging the two.