Journeys that do not fit in a catalogue.

Monaco · June 2026

Monaco, from three windows

In Monaco, where you watch the race from decides the race you see. So I never watched it twice from the same place. Three days, three windows, and I came home with three different races.

Where I stayedA villa. On the loudest weekend of the year, having a house to come back to changes everything: an unhurried coffee, a closed door, the quiet between a race and a party.

Where I watched fromOne day from the deck of a yacht in the harbour, with the cars passing between the boats and the sound bouncing off the water. Another from the Hôtel de Paris, facing Place du Casino, where the whole city stops as they climb past. And another from Nikki Beach, on the Fairmont rooftop, above the hairpin, the slowest corner on the calendar, where the car almost stops and you can watch the driver work.

The nightsThe best after parties of the weekend, with exclusive access. In Monaco, the parties that matter have no queue at the door. They have a list.

What I didI did not go alone. I brought a group, with the whole operation run by WAYFARER, from the villa to the nights. And I brought Rodrigo Bidin, who spent the days photographing faces, not cars. That became FACES OF MONACO, a series of anonymous portraits about the equalising gaze: when the cars go by, everyone looks at the same place.

What I bring to youThe three windows, tested one by one, and the right doors at night. Knowing where you see and where you only hear, which street closes first and how to cross the city on a race day.

On the last day, someone asked me which of the three windows had been the best. I could not answer. In Monaco, the best answer is not having to choose.

Gabriel SilveiradoFounder and editor-in-chief of WAYFARER

Monaco Yacht Show · September 2026

Monaco Yacht Show, the harbour before the crowds

At half past eight in the morning, Port Hercule is still only water and hulls. The press goes in before the public, and for an hour the largest yacht show in the world looks like any harbour. Except that no boat there is just any boat.

Where I stayedAt the Hôtel de Paris, a few minutes’ walk from the quay. During show week, walking back to the hotel between one visit and the next changes the whole rhythm of the days.

Where I wasOn the quay, with WAYFARER’s press credentials, alongside Amanda Ford and Rodrigo Bidin.

On boardI went aboard Amels 80 Pangea, the first of the series, with lines by Espen Øino and interiors by Sinot. Lürssen’s Nixie, 102 metres, with a glass pool above a 270-square-metre beach club. Oceanco’s Leviathan, 111 metres. Amor à Vida, CRN’s first hybrid superyacht. And Silver Fox, Sanlorenzo’s new flagship.

The nightsA dinner on board, Twiga, Sass Café and, to close, Jimmy’z. During show week, Monaco has two lives: the quay by day, and the one that begins when the boats light up.

What I bring to youKnowing what you see at a yacht show and what you only see on board, by appointment. And the contacts of those who build, charter and run the right boat for your week in the Mediterranean.

On the last day, at half past eight, the harbour was empty again. It was the only hour of the week when the boats looked like what they are: houses waiting for someone to arrive.

Gabriel SilveiradoFounder and editor-in-chief of WAYFARER

New York · August 2026

New York, the US Open at night

The US Open is the only Grand Slam that gets better at night. When the lights of Arthur Ashe come on, tennis turns into a show, and New York seems to fit entirely into the stands.

Where I stayedAt The Carlyle, on the Upper East Side, the hotel New York keeps for those who do not need to be seen.

Where I watched fromFrom a suite at Arthur Ashe, at both sessions on 31 August, the opening of the main draw. By day, Sabalenka. At night, Alcaraz, Ben Shelton and Naomi Osaka.

What I bring to youWhich sessions are worth the trip, where you really see the game from, and how to fit the tournament into a New York week, with the right tables at night.

I left Arthur Ashe late, and the city was still awake. At the US Open, the last set is always the ride back to Manhattan.

Gabriel SilveiradoFounder and editor-in-chief of WAYFARER