
Udaipur, off the water
Lake Pichola gets the postcards; we take you into the city behind it — miniature studios, a private aarti at a family temple, and a sundowner from a rooftop with no menu.

Palaces, painted towns and desert silence — the India everyone pictures, planned so you actually feel it.
Rajasthan is the most photographed state in India and the most misunderstood. Done badly it is a coach queue at a fort gate. Done our way it is a private courtyard dinner in a family haveli, a dawn drive through Kumbhalgarh's back gates before the ticket office opens, and an afternoon with a block-printer whose family has stamped the same indigo for six generations.
We have been sending travellers here since 1987. That means the palace general managers pick up the phone, the guides are people Bharat Dev has known for thirty years, and the driving days are paced by someone who has done them a hundred times.

Lake Pichola gets the postcards; we take you into the city behind it — miniature studios, a private aarti at a family temple, and a sundowner from a rooftop with no menu.

A day among frescoed merchant houses that most itineraries skip entirely, with a conservation architect walking you through what the paint is telling you.

A private camp set for your group only, dinner cooked over embers, and a Manganiar musician who plays until you ask him to stop.
Every trip we send is rewritten at least once. Treat this as a rhythm rather than a route — then tell your specialist what to cut, slow down or add.
Arrive, sleep, and start slowly: Old Delhi on foot at 7am before the traffic, a Sufi evening at Nizamuddin, dinner with a food writer who orders for you.
Lake palace or heritage haveli, your choice. Boat at first light, a private miniature-painting lesson, and a day trip to Kumbhalgarh's back ramparts.
Leopard country. Two days of tracking with a guide who grew up in these hills, plus tea with the Rabari shepherds who share the granite with them.
The blue city from a rooftop, Mehrangarh before opening hours, and an afternoon in the antiques quarter with a dealer we trust.
A living fort, a private camp, and one long evening of desert music. Optional camel walk at golden hour for the ones who want the picture.
Amber Fort by elephant-free jeep, a block-printing workshop, jewellers' appointments if you want them, and an evening flight from Delhi.
Heritage HomeRestored 1840s courtyard house, lantern-lit plunge pool, resident cook.
Tented SuiteFive tents on a granite shoulder, private tracker and vehicle.
Private VillaWhole-house booking inside the living fort, roof terrace over the dunes.
Mehrangarh and Amber, an hour before the gates open, with the fort's own historian.
Two dinners in family houses — a Rajput home in Jodhpur and a Marwari kitchen in Jaipur.
Block-printing in Bagru, blue pottery in Jaipur, and appointments with makers rather than showrooms.
If you can move your dates, we'll build around Diwali, Holi or the Pushkar fair — and pre-book the good vantage points.
“We had been to India twice before. This was the first time it felt like someone had planned it for us specifically.”






Very. Forts, camels, kites and puppet theatre do most of the work. We shorten drives, add pool afternoons, and brief every guide on the ages travelling.
April to June is punishing — 42°C and up. October to March is close to perfect, with cold desert nights in December and January.
Kerala for backwaters and beaches, Ranthambore for tigers, or the Himalayas for altitude. Two weeks covers Rajasthan plus one.

Bali’s temple towns and coastal villas pair well with Komodo’s dry hills, coral reefs and carefully timed days at sea.

Monastery mornings, empty trails and a country that limits its own visitors. Go now, go slowly.

Follow Botswana’s waterways from the Okavango Delta to the Chobe River, with time to watch rather than chase wildlife.
Once-in-a-lifetime, or a long quiet weekend. Tell us what you're picturing — the first conversation is on us.