The Art of

LEISURE

Mrs Leisure

I’ve always thought you understand a place best when you give it a bit of time. Not by hurrying through a list of things you’re meant to see, but by noticing the small, ordinary pleasures of the people who live there: the flow of their days, what ends up on their tables, and, if you’re fortunate, a story or two about the simple joys of life.

The idea is simple, and it works like this. A thoughtfully prepared meal tells you who the people are. A well-designed hotel room reveals what they value and what they refuse to compromise on. Even the little routines – a proper morning coffee, an evening walk, a refreshing swim in the sea – offer a hint of how life is meant to be enjoyed. And then there is the sea. Beneath the surface, there is only presence.

Mrs Leisure was born from this way of traveling. It started with a few beautiful meals and slowly became a journey of self-discovery among places where everyone seems fluent in joy.

Because it is not just about travel, but about the art of choosing well, taking your time, and knowing exactly where you are.

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There’s a certain kind of luxury that doesn’t announce itself. It doesn’t need porcelain chandeliers the size of a small planet. It doesn’t tiptoe in either. It simply is – like a good late afternoon light.
We are, all of us, creatures of habit. My husband especially so. Convincing him to try anything new requires a certain patience, a careful laying out of arguments, and occasionally, a tiny push in the right direction, but once he’s in, he’s fully in – enthusiastic, committed, almost as if it was his idea to begin with. And that’s how our love affair with Tokyo really began.
I am the sort of person who enjoys indulging herself. I like the welcome amenities. I like the chocolates. I like the handwritten notes. I like the flowers. I like all of it. Sometimes, I even email the concierge ahead of time with very specific instructions on the kind of flowers I would like waiting in our room. Preferably arranged in fresh water, properly fluffed up, and ready to be admired. Yes, I am that type.
In the whimsical world of The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou, Bill Murray’s character plays an oceanographer on a rather personal mission: to get even with a shark that supposedly ate his friend. It’s all very dramatic, very cinematic. In real life, though, sharks are far less interested in revenge and far more occupied with minding their own business.
I’ve noticed, over the years, that my approach to travel has become far more relaxed. I no longer feel the need to conquer a destination or plan every minute of an itinerary. These days, I prefer to arrive at a leisurely pace – ideally greeted by a warm foot wash, a mojito royale (the house version, generously topped with prosecco), and, if luck is on my side, the chance to spot a dugong (more popularly known as a sea cow) or two during the week.

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