Rockies
to Riviera
A love story, measured in kilometers.
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Ours comes from Lisbon, and from Calouste Gulbenkian, a man of two worlds who built something lasting between them. We are building ours the same way, between the high Rockies of Colorado and the Mediterranean coast of France. The road between is the whole story. We call it Rockies to Riviera.
We work with airlines all over the world. It is how we met, it is why we fly so much, and it is why nothing about travel scares us anymore. What we offer is not tricks. It is taste and literacy, from two people who live inside the machine.
The systems study the past to guess the future. No one is watching you, specifically. Book when you are ready.
On US carriers a canceled ticket usually becomes credit. The early seat costs almost nothing to hold.
Save the upgrade for the long haul. That bed is real.
Durango, Colorado. Alpine air, high passes, the San Juans out the back door.
The South of France. The coast in summer, the slow good life.
Near Saint-Tropez · the coast we are building toward
Every thirty days, one of us flies toward the other.
Keep scrolling. Close the distance.
His before. Her before. And everywhere since.
The American West, before her.
The coast she comes from.
Everywhere since we met.
Amsterdam · Den Haag · Paris · Metz · Frankfurt · Köln · Milan · Rome · Nice · Le Cannet-des-Maures · Cavalaire · Saint-Tropez · Barcelona · Prague · Stockholm · Lisbon · Cairo · Giza · Durango · New York · Moab · Tubac · Tucson · and counting
The San Juans · Creede · Great Sand Dunes · Park City · the desert Southwest
The Var · the coves · the slow summers she grew up on
We live and work inside the world of airlines. What we offer is not tricks, but taste and literacy: how to go well, where the good is, and how to make a life of it. Unpack, so you can be present.