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Six nights across Srinagar, Gulmarg and Pahalgam in the fortnight the tulips are actually out, with a houseboat night your children will talk about for years.
Nine days over the high passes to Nubra and Pangong, at a pace that lets everyone sleep well at altitude, oxygen in every vehicle, doctors' numbers in every driver's phone.
Seven unhurried nights from Kochi through Alleppey to Kumarakom and the hills, a houseboat, a spice garden, and afternoons with nothing in them, on purpose.
Jaipur, Jodhpur, Jaisalmer and Udaipur in eight nights, the right four cities in the right order, with the forts before lunch and the markets after tea.
Eight days through the high desert between Shimla and Manali, Key monastery, Asia's highest villages, and roads your friends will not believe.
Seven nights from the toy train to the rhododendron valleys, Darjeeling, Gangtok and Yumthang in April, when the hillsides do something unreasonable.
Four nights on the oldest street in India, dawn boats, the evening aarti from the water, Sarnath, and enough time between them to let the city work on you.
Six nights from Jorhat's tea bungalows to Majuli, the world's largest river island, mask-makers, satras, one-horned rhinos at Kaziranga.
Six nights across Port Blair, Havelock and Neil, Radhanagar at sunset, snorkelling taught gently, and the Cellular Jail's story told the way it deserves.
Five nights along Gujarat's temple coast, Dwarkadhish and Somnath with darshan arranged and queues managed, Beyt Dwarka by boat, and the Gir lions in between.
Seven nights from Shimla to Manali along the old Hindustan–Tibet road, timed for the two windows, May–June and October, when the hills are green, the passes are open, and the crowds are thinner than you think.
Ten nights on the full Yamunotri–Gangotri–Kedarnath–Badrinath circuit by road, paced for pilgrims who want to complete the yatra properly, with a helicopter option for Kedarnath for those who should not attempt the climb.
Six nights of yoga, river and quiet in and above Rishikesh in the cool October-to-March season, a wellness week built around one good ashram-style routine, not a spa menu.
Seven nights built around the July–August monsoon bloom, trekking into the Valley of Flowers at its absolute peak and up to Hemkund Sahib at 4,300 metres, with the rest days most operators skip.
Four nights at Ranthambore with three properly booked safaris in the October–April season, plus an unhurried Jaipur day on the way in, tigers first, forts second.
Four nights split between Jaisalmer's golden city and a luxury desert camp deep in the Thar, proper beds under canvas, dune sunsets without the day-tripper circus, November to February only.
Six nights through Shillong, Cherrapunji, Mawlynnong and the crystal water at Dawki, including the descent to a living root bridge that is the whole point, in the clear October–April season.
Eight nights on the great road from Guwahati through Dirang to Tawang and its 17th-century monastery, over the 4,170-metre Sela Pass and back, in the clear windows of March–April and October–November.
Five nights from Bhuj to the white salt flats of Dhordo and the sea at Mandvi, timed for the Rann Utsav and the full-moon nights when the desert turns silver.
Four nights in Amritsar built around the Golden Temple at its quietest hours, the Wagah border ceremony done properly, and the best eating city in North India taken seriously.
Five nights through Bundelkhand's great stone country, the Khajuraho temples read properly, Orchha's river-side cenotaphs at sunset, and roads most tourists never take.
Six nights and six safaris across Bandhavgarh and Kanha, the two parks where tiger sightings are earned by density, not luck, with naturalists who read the forest, not just the radio.
Five nights of the Goa most visitors never find, the Latin quarter of Fontainhas, spice farms, ferry-only Divar island and the old churches, with beach afternoons kept sacred.
Five nights from Mysuru's illuminated palace to the coffee estates of Coorg, with elephants at Dubare and mornings that smell of roasting beans.
Five nights in the Nilgiris built around the UNESCO-listed mountain railway, ridden the right way, in the right direction, with tea gardens, colonial Ooty and quiet Coonoor.
Six nights down the great temple road of the deep south, Madurai's Meenakshi at night, Chettinad's mansions and cuisine, Rameswaram's corridors, and land's end at Kanyakumari.
Five nights from the French Quarter of Pondicherry down the Chola heartland, Auroville, Chidambaram and the great temple of Thanjavur, at the unhurried pace this coast deserves.
Five gentle nights through Jagannath darshan at Puri, the Sun Temple at Konark, Chilika's dolphins and the artist village of Raghurajpur, Odisha done properly, without the crowds it never gets anyway.
Five nights on Agatti and Bangaram, India's clearest water, entry permits handled entirely by us, and lagoons that answer the question of why anyone flies four hours further to the Maldives.
Five nights along the Ram path, darshan at Ayodhya's new mandir, the Sangam at Prayagraj and the forest quiet of Chitrakoot, paced for elders and managed so the queues never manage you.
Five nights in Gulmarg between January and March, built around a proper beginners' ski school, the family ski holiday that usually means Europe, at a fraction of the cost and eight time zones closer.
Five nights among the ruins of Vijayanagara and the cave temples of Badami, timed for the cool months and the low sun that photographers cross the world for.
Six slow nights through Kozhikode's legendary food streets, the plantation hills of Wayanad and Kannur's theyyam season, the Kerala that the backwater brochures never reach.
Six nights around the first week of December, the Hornbill Festival at Kisama, the villages above Kohima, and Khonoma, Asia's first green village, with the permits, beds and logistics that make or break this trip handled before you land.
Five nights deep in the Cauvery delta, Kumbakonam's living temple towns, the two quieter Great Chola temples, and the Danish surprise of Tranquebar, the Tamil heritage circuit for travellers who have already done the obvious.
Eight nights from Tokyo to Osaka by rail through Hakone and Kyoto, timed for the two weeks the blossom actually holds, with a November foliage departure for those who cannot get April leave.
Seven nights down the length of Vietnam, Hanoi, an overnight cruise on Ha Long Bay, lantern-lit Hoi An and Ho Chi Minh City, on the easiest visa in Asia.
Six nights across Ubud's rice terraces, the quiet Sidemen valley and the Uluwatu cliffs, the Bali underneath the Instagram version, on a visa stamped at the airport.
Six nights through Thimphu, Punakha and Paro, ending with the climb to Tiger's Nest, the Himalayan kingdom Indians can enter without a visa, and mostly don't.
Eight nights built around a four-day teahouse trek through Ghandruk to Poon Hill, sunrise over Annapurna and Dhaulagiri on foot, no visa, no flight paperwork, no mountaineering required.
Seven nights from Sigiriya's rock fortress through Kandy and the hill-country train to Ella, ending on the ramparts of Galle, the whole island, on a visa that costs Indians nothing.
Five nights across Dubai and Abu Dhabi that trade a third mall visit for the creek dhows, a desert evening, and the Louvre, the version of the Emirates worth flying for.
Six nights from Nairobi deep into the Masai Mara for the July-to-October migration window, closing at Lake Naivasha, the once-in-a-lifetime trip, planned so it actually delivers once in a lifetime.
Six nights across Bangkok, the River Kwai and a Gulf beach, the family Thailand of temples, floating markets and a train ride through history, timed for the cool season and with no visa to arrange at all.
Six nights across Singapore, Kuala Lumpur and the Genting highlands, the classic first international trip, engineered so that nobody in the family, from seven to seventy-seven, has a hard day.
Eight nights from Interlaken to Lucerne to Paris by rail, the Jungfrau, the lakes and the Eiffel Tower without a single airport in between, on the trains the Swiss themselves use.
Seven nights overland from Baku's flame towers to the Kazbegi mountains via Sheki and Tbilisi, two countries, one road trip, and an e-visa you can get from your sofa in three days.
Six nights out of Almaty to Charyn Canyon, the Kolsai lakes and Big Almaty Lake, Central Asia's most underrated mountain country, visa-free for Indians and four hours from Delhi.
Six nights across the island's north and south, Chamarel's coloured earth, a catamaran day on real water, and enough unscheduled beach to remember why you came. Visa-free for Indians.
Twelve nights from Sydney's harbour to the Great Barrier Reef to Queenstown and Milford Sound, the once-in-a-lifetime southern journey, done in their summer, at a pace that lets you actually be there.
Eight nights around Iceland's greatest hits and past them, the Golden Circle and the black-sand south, then north to the Diamond Circle most tours never reach, with the northern lights hunted properly in season.
Five nights across Delhi, Agra and Jaipur in the cool months, built around one thing most tours fumble: standing in front of the Taj Mahal at sunrise, before the day arrives.
Four nights on one good island, doing very little, extremely well: the honeymoon trip for couples who understand that the Maldives is not a sightseeing destination.
Six nights split between Phuket and Krabi with the islands done by early boat, Phang Nga Bay before the flotillas arrive, and afternoons left honestly free.
Seven nights across Istanbul and Cappadocia: Hagia Sophia and the Bosphorus done at the right hours, and two dawn chances at the balloons, because one is a gamble.
Seven nights from the pyramids of Giza to a proper four-night Nile cruise, Aswan to Luxor, sailing the river the way Egypt has always been meant to be seen.
Three nights built around one thing: a managed, unhurried darshan at Tirumala, with Srikalahasti and Chandragiri Fort filling the days without crowding them.
Two nights in India's oldest national park with proper dawn safaris, then two nights in Nainital around the lake: the classic first wildlife trip for a family.
Three nights built around the 13-kilometre climb from Katra to the Vaishno Devi shrine, with every honest way up, foot, pony, palanquin or helicopter, named and arranged in advance.
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