Once, the symbol of luxury travel was the jet plane, those supersonic arrows across the stratosphere that ferried the planet’s wealthiest and glitziest above the lands and seas between New York, Paris, Rio and London. The jet-set were the international globe-trotters who partied lavishly in each of these glamorous cities and many more, often on consecutive nights. While this generation took on the reigns of luxury from the Café Society, an equally gilded elite of international hedonists, both viewed the French Riviera as their personal pleasure resort - the original beach paradise to which their kind were born to enjoy.
It is to Monaco, the jewel within the jewel box, that the more sedate contemporary conveyers of kings and kingmakers now cruise most frequently. This extraordinary citadel built out of money plays host to a constantly revolving carousel of superyachts and their super owners, their charges gleaming in the uniquely Monte Carlo blue.
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