Spending the winter in a hotel facing the sea, where the sun comes through the window and the sound of the waves replaces the alarm clock. Where breakfast is ready, the bed is made, and the morning walk ends with your feet in the sand.
Then move to a hotel in the mountains, surrounded by greenery, clean air, routes that await you unhurriedly. Where silence is not solitude, but rest. Where every day you can walk, read, breathe and come back to you.
And end the year in a town between mountains and coast, where the weather is mild, the food tastes like home and the scenery changes every time you turn your head. A place where you can exercise, relax in the spa, share cards with your fellow adventurers or just look out the window and feel like you're right where you want to be.