Curated escapes.

ParisLongchamp, Auteuil and Vincennes. The paddock, the grandstand and a car that never queues at the exit.

The abbey rising out of the bay at high tide. A long drive that the cabin makes effortless.

The Sun King's palace, the Hall of Mirrors and Le Nôtre's gardens, without a minute lost in a queue.

Omaha Beach, Pointe du Hoc and the American cemetery, with a historian on request.

Chambord and Chenonceau in one unhurried day, with lunch arranged between the two estates.

The water lily pond and the painter's house, timed for the light rather than the crowds.

The boardwalk, the racecourse and the old harbour. The elegant face of the Normandy coast.

A private boat, dinner on the water and your car waiting at the pontoon when you step off.

The monuments lit, the streets empty and the photo stops that daylight never allows.

Show to show, fitting to dinner, with a car that holds your schedule and your garment bags.

Court Philippe-Chatrier without the walk from the gate, and a car that waits until the last set is over.

A table at Plénitude or Guy Savoy, and a car that means the evening never has to end with a search for a taxi.

The Moulin Rouge, the Crazy Horse or the Paradis Latin, with the car waiting when the last number ends.

Morfontaine, Chantilly, Saint-Nom: an early start, a car that waits through the round, and no drive home after dinner.

A car and a chauffeur held for the whole race weekend. The circuit, the hotel and the city, at four in the morning as readily as at noon.