The workforce right here at Condé Nast Traveler has the privilege of touring to among the most faraway, uncommon, and esoteric locations all over the world for work—all whereas checking into lovely resorts that turn out to be so beloved they instantly really feel like previous mates. (See: CNT‘s Gold List 2026, sizzling off the digital press.) For instance, have you ever ever seen the prehistoric rock islets of Palau? Or gazed upon the darkish skies hanging above Aotea? (That’s in New Zealand.) Or stayed in a single day at a convent with nuns in Connecticut? We have, and we’re grateful. Still, a lot of the finest we journeys we took this 12 months had been those meant purely for ourselves—unattached from work, emails, and messages on Slack. Though, admittedly, a bunch of us had been blessed with journeys for the job that turned out to be precisely what we wanted in life.
To rejoice a improbable 12 months of touring in 2025, listed below are one of the best journeys we took this 12 months, from happening a family-first sojourn to Copenhagen, to commemorating a personally important day to like and grieve in Louisiana, to getting married in a sunset-kissed Tuscany. We hope our tales will encourage your personal journeys and adventures to come back. (And if this checklist will not, then perhaps our international and regional compendiums of the Best Places to Go in 2026 will transfer you to take action.)
A family-first journey to Copenhagen, Denmark
This summer time, I spent two principally sunny, fully particular weeks in certainly one of my favourite cities: Copenhagen. It was my third go to and my first worldwide journey with my one-year-old daughter, so we took issues slowly with no actual plans or itineraries. We simply selected a distinct neighborhood to amble by way of practically day-after-day, attending to know its bakeries, retailers, parks, playgrounds, and public swimming areas. (I made it my private mission to fling myself into as lots of the metropolis’s immaculate harbor baths as potential.) It was such a stunning approach to get to know the town extra intimately and to transcend the recent spots my social feeds conjure up time and again. They’re nice, in fact, however in a metropolis so bursting with scrumptious spots round each nook, you actually don’t want to attend in line for that one cardamom bun you noticed on TikTok. But you do must order a seedy bun with butter and cheese from each espresso store you enter (I don’t make the foundations!) and also you ought to purchase a bottle of wine and lie in the grass at any of Copenhagen’s beautiful inexperienced parks. —Mercedes Bleth, international affiliate director of social
Dreams made actuality on a gorilla trek in Rwanda
It isn’t till you’re standing ten meters from a silverback in a jungle clearing—nothing between the 2 of you however an awed silence—that the immense privilege of witnessing such a second actually hits you. For so long as I can bear in mind, nourished by a gradual eating regimen of Jane Goodall and Dian Fossey, I’ve carried a deep love for primates. This May, I lastly had the possibility to see them in the wild in Rwanda. This East African nation, in fact, presents a lot greater than primate encounters. My journey started in its capital, Kigali, which swept me off my ft with its inexperienced areas and the kindness of its individuals. And then there’s its vibrant food scene. But Kigali was solely the start, taking me one step nearer to the mighty Virunga Massif, dwelling to mountain gorillas. I used to be extremely lucky to remain at Wilderness Bisate Reserve, a surprising and sensitively designed refuge on the forest’s edge, cocooned by heat workers and extraordinary meals. On the day we trekked as much as see the gorillas, I gave myself permission to cry. This had been a lifelong dream. When I least anticipated it, our information shushed us and motioned for us to cease. Just across the bend was a whole tangle of them—moms with infants, juveniles mock-charging one another, a languid patriarch on his again. I discovered myself too surprised even to cry. —Arati Menon, international digital director
Reclaiming a “holiday” on a bayou in Lafitte, Louisiana
In March, I went to the bayou in Lafitte, Louisiana (bear with me), for my late dad’s birthday—a date that normally leaves me stalled. This 12 months, I wished to take the day into my very own palms, and New Orleans felt like the proper match. The metropolis has all the time drawn me with its fearless intimacy with dying—the voodoo retailers, the road altars, the best way the town celebrates the residing and the “gone” alike. And I’d all the time wished to see the bayou correctly, that murky, mysterious panorama I’d imagined since childhood. I flew to NOLA and booked an Airboat Adventures swamp tour, solely round 35 minutes from the town middle, for the precise day of my dad’s birthday—and located myself on an airboat with a father and daughter beside me. The woman complimented my tattoos, and I took their picture. Somewhere alongside the experience, I cracked open a Modelo in my dad’s honor. The water was the colour of steeped tea; cypress knees had been draped with moss like frayed velvet; gators slipped silently beneath us. Out there, in the sluggish, inexperienced tangle, the day lastly felt absolutely mine. I used to be reclaiming the “holiday” I’d spent too lengthy letting go in shadow, reconnecting with the a part of myself that had all the time been fearless, muddy, and alive. It turned certainly one of 2025’s clearest, most vivid journeys—a reminder that typically taking motion is the one approach to really feel grounded. —Jessica Chapel, commerce author
Catching some winter solar (and getting engaged!) in Mexico
In late February I escaped dreary and wet London for the intense colours and vibrancy of Mexico. It was a top-of-my-list journey; the type I’d been desirous to plan for years, however by no means managed to get round to it. But London winter will all the time be incentive sufficient to (briefly) go away, so my accomplice and I booked a two-week journey round Mexico City, Oaxaca, and Puerto Escondido. It was all the things I dreamed it will be: inspiring, aesthetically lovely, invigorating, and fully full of sensible meals. We had no mounted itinerary—exterior of an inventory of taco spots we couldn’t skip—so we spent the fortnight strolling by way of numerous neighborhoods and going the place the wind blew us. Most particular of all was the second when my accomplice proposed (a complete shock!) midway by way of, which meant we had every week of having fun with the bubble collectively earlier than flying dwelling. Mexico will all the time remind me of pleasure and love, and I can’t wait to return someday. —Abigail Malbon, international viewers improvement supervisor
An image-perfect marriage ceremony in Tuscany, Italy
My large journey for 2025 was one which I’ve been anticipating for over two years…and arguably my whole life. In mid-October, I hopped on a flight to Florence the place I stayed for just a few nights in one of my favorite Airbnbs ever earlier than driving into the rolling hills of Tuscany for my marriage ceremony, which passed off at a villa known as Tenuta di Sticciano in a tiny city about 40 minutes from the Ponte Vecchio. It was, surely, probably the most beautiful, particular, and—okay, I’ll admit it—anxious journey I’ve ever taken (you strive internet hosting 80 of your closest family and friends members for 3 nights in a overseas nation), and I might give my left leg to have the ability to expertise it yet one more time. I had been so nervous that the autumn climate would possibly flip bitter for our entirely-outdoor affair, however Tuscany gave us one of the best marriage ceremony reward of all: temps in the mid-60s and sunsets so daring and exquisite I might have spent my whole wage to safe them, had I been given the possibility. I’ll be waxing poetic in regards to the meals, historical past, and folks you discover in Tuscany all through my whole first 12 months of marriage—and actually, in all probability lengthy after that—and I’m so glad I received to take my journey of a lifetime with everybody I really like probably the most. —Hannah Chubb, senior commerce editor
Going on honeymoon in Japan and South Korea
I assume I’m that woman, however my two-week honeymoon in Japan and South Korea was, clearly, one of the best journey of my 12 months. I feel everybody must take an annual multi-week journey to actually disconnect from the realities of grownup life, which is a part of it, but additionally as a result of each locations had been as spectacular as I’d anticipated in my years of dreaming about visiting. (Hanging out with my husband was good too.) Our time in Japan took us to large cities like Tokyo, Osaka, and Kyoto, with a dreamy detour to the ryokan-inspired Gora Kadan Fuji, on the base of the well-known mountain. In Korea, we likewise balanced the excessive power of Seoul and Busan with a retreat to Jeju Island’s East Coast. We did a mixture of Airbnbs for native residing, with some honeymoon-worthy resorts (hey, Park Hyatt Kyoto) the place the spotlight was normally a lazy breakfast in mattress. By the top of the journey, we’d stuffed numerous rolls of movie, plus a suitcase with Okay-fashion and Okay-beauty finds and so many Japanese gachapon toys and seven/11 snacks. The truest marker that it was an ideal getaway? I efficiently forgot the password to my work laptop computer. —Megan Spurrell, affiliate director of articles
A solo honeymoon in Los Cabos, Mexico
I spent the Fourth of July at a dreamy resort in Los Cabos: Las Ventanas al Paraíso, a Rosewood Resort. When I arrived, I used to be stunned by the romantic setting on the tip of the Baja California peninsula. Jokingly, I instructed the resort workforce that this may very well be my “solo honeymoon.” On the afternoon of my final day, after a horseback experience alongside the coast at sundown, the workforce shocked me with a non-public dinner on the seaside for one (me), full with a bonfire and votive candles organized round my desk. Provided with bluetooth speakers, I contentedly DJed my very own romantic meal whereas feasting on crab desserts and ceviche. When the audio system died, I listened to the crashing of the waves. It sounds trite, however it actually was refreshing to fly-and-flop, to offer myself permission to do little else however take in the solar and indulge my selfie-taking. (I introduced alongside a tripod. Sue me.) Being alone at a romantic resort like Las Ventanas could sound dispiriting to some. But throughout my journey, there have been moments the place I in some way felt myself sitting beside me. At dinner on my own on the seaside, for instance, even once I caught beachgoers casting confused appears my means, I used to be fairly completely happy to be my very own eating companion. I had no accomplice who stepped away for a loo break, no empty chair subsequent to mine. Rather than absence, I felt a way of fullness, of giving myself—and taking over—as a lot house as I wished. I ate lovely meals, witnessed heartbreaking sunsets, and loved days of respite. How fortunate I used to be, to have shared all of it with somebody I really like. —Matt Ortile, affiliate editor
A poetic pilgrimage to Ouro Preto, Brazil
In March I swapped the start of spring in the northeastern United States for the start of fall in Brazil. Rio de Janeiro and São Paulo had been on the itinerary, in fact, however I additionally traveled to the state of Minas Gerais, particularly to the mountain city of Ouro Preto, an off-the-beaten-path UNESCO World Heritage Site chock-full of baroque church buildings, fountains, and bridges. I huffed and puffed my means up and down the cobblestone streets. Atop the crest of each hill, I used to be met with a brand new, spectacular view of the city, not least of all due to the always shifting clouds reaching right down to graze the hilltops and spires. I took breathers in the ornate church buildings, the place I sat awed by the extravagant interiors, and in the cafés, the place the aroma of roasting espresso beans would intoxicate any espresso lover like myself. But another excuse this city was on my checklist was to see the onetime dwelling of American poet Elizabeth Bishop, who lived in Ouro Preto in the Nineteen Sixties. The unprepossessing Casa Mariana, close to the principle sq., is now adorned with a small plaque about her and her time there. You can’t go inside, however you may peer into the rooms the place she composed her well-known poems about journey and her adopted dwelling, together with “Under the Window: Ouro Preto,” in which she talks of the individuals who way back traipsed by the very window at which you’re standing. —Damian Fallon, copy director
Bopping round Bangkok and Bali
This May, I used to be thrilled to get to go on a piece journey to Bangkok and Bali. It was my first time in each nations, and I stayed in three phenomenal Ritz-Carlton properties: the brand new Ritz-Carlton, Bangkok; the beachside Ritz-Carlton, Bali in Nusa Dua; and Mandapa, a Ritz-Carlton Reserve in the jungles of Ubud. My time in Bangkok was minimize a bit of brief after flight delays, however we managed to squeeze in a ton: a stroll across the fashionable Song Wat neighborhood; a go to to Wat Pho to see the its temples and the Reclining Buddha; and a tuktuk bar crawl (I’m nonetheless dreaming of the popcorn served at one of many cocktail bars). In Bali, the tempo was a bit of slower and leaned into the religious facet. The beachside soul purification ceremony was a spotlight—as had been the various plates of Mie Goreng. The island is simply as awe-inspiring as the films make it out to be. —Madison Flager, commerce director
A rail journey by way of Colorado and Utah
One of my favourite journeys in 2025 was a Southwestern rail journey aboard the Canyon Spirit, the brand new US model from Canada’s well-known Rocky Mountaineer. The three-day Rockies to the Red Rocks itinerary formally launches in 2026 and travels between Denver and Salt Lake City with in a single day stops in Moab and Glenwood Springs. Along the best way, I hiked in Arches National Park, shopped for Indigenous turquoise jewellery in Moab, and familiarized myself with Utah’s alcohol legal guidelines while ingesting (one shot at a time) by way of downtown SLC. But my favourite a part of the journey was taking in the desert panorama by way of the floor-to-ceiling practice home windows as our educated guides Mike and Olivia shared tales starting from historic geology and uranium mining to the Mormon church and UFO sightings. There’s no Wi-Fi on board and repair is spotty—that means you actually get an opportunity to settle in, join with fellow passengers over drinks in the lounge automotive, or just let your ideas wander—one thing I’d love to do extra of in 2026. —Hannah Towey, affiliate editor
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Mother-daughter time in North Fork, Long Island
My finest journey of 2025 wasn’t a grand tour of Europe or Asia, however somewhat, a bit of weekend journey to the North Fork of Long Island. I introduced my mother together with me, which was the primary time we traveled collectively, simply the 2 of us. I beloved witnessing the tiny methods she expanded her consolation zone, whether or not that meant making the lengthy drive, or getting on a ship to farm oysters. It couldn’t have been a greater time to expertise the Peconic Bay—mid-September, nonetheless sunny, and graced with that shoulder-season calm. We stayed at Silver Sands (the restored Fifties Greenport motel), in certainly one of their color-splashed seaside homes, and will’ve spent the whole thing of our days looking on the water from our breakfast nook. There had been quite a lot of episodes I look again on nostalgically: the best way my mother and I squealed upon first seeing our rooms; chilly morning swims adopted by sizzling espresso at Nookie’s; leisurely afternoons spent studying on floating docks; and sundown dinners the place we slurped the oysters we procured ourselves. —Jessica Sulima, commerce author
Getting attuned to Vietnam’s assorted vibes
I actually consider there are not any unhealthy journeys, simply journeys you’d do in another way. But if I needed to decide my best possible journey of 2025, it was a city-beach combo I took to Vietnam with my 16-year–previous son and husband. It was a type of uncommon journey experiences the place all the things from the meals, to the individuals, to resorts was simply distinctive. We began in Huế, on the banks of the Perfume River and the imperial capital through the Nguyễn dynasty. We had a tour of the beautiful Imperial City and the Royal Tombs, however then left a full day free to only wander round and discover. Our minds had been blown by the native espresso scene—hey, salted espresso!—and the general power; there’s an enormous college in the town so there have been plenty of college students zipping round on mopeds. There was a mixture of sights, historical past, and a few touristy moments, however furthermore, Huế was an actual Vietnamese metropolis. Next, we visited Hoi An, which was undoubtedly extra touristy however simply so fairly. We’d wake at daybreak and go for bánh mì earlier than most vacationers hit the city. The actual spotlight was staying on the beach-facing Four Seasons The Nam Hai, which is about as excellent as a resort will get (you get to experience bikes across the property, which all the time ups the enjoyment stage). We took the very elegant Vietage by Anantara, a completely glam practice with impeccable service, to the quiet province of Phú Yên, on the south central coast, and checked into resort Zannier Bãi San Hô for some severe R&R and glorious conventional cooking. We left longing to come back again—and with our suitcases stuffed with rice paper and native Vietnamese snacks. —Rebecca Misner, senior options editor
A two-week journey by way of India
My favourite journey of the 12 months was additionally my very first: India, a spot that I’ve had pinned on my map of places-to-visit-before-I-die since journey turned only a twinkle of risk for me. We began in south Goa close to sleepy Canacona (a advice that got here courtesy of Traveler’s personal Arati Menon, who knew I wished one thing extra low key than the Full Moon events and golf equipment of the northern a part of the state) and did nothing however learn Barbara Kingsolver on the seaside, salt-licked from the Indian Ocean, zip round on a moped previous mangroves and lumbering roadside cows, and eat dosa and fluffy idlis at Cantine Indienne day-after-day for breakfast. Then, it was onto Udaipur, Rajasthan’s Sixteenth-century “lake city,” the place we stayed on the charming, family-run Little Garden Guesthouse, which was so stuffed with character and eclectic antiques that I consider it nearly as a lot as all the journey itself (although 2026 has a host of new hotel openings to bookmark, too). Viewing the Rajpat palaces had been, in fact, a spotlight, however so was buying an beautiful embroidered quilt in the labyrinthine, multi-story crafts store down the road. After that, we went on to Jaipur through an eight-hour practice experience throughout the state (throughout which I ate one of the best samosa of my life, home-cooked and handed to me in tin foil at a rural practice station), the place there was extra procuring, this being the textile-rich Pink City in any case, and loads of mango lassis and crispy dosas to snack on. The culinary spotlight, although, was a meal on the restaurant inside lovely haveli The Johri (one other advice, this time from Traveler contributor Sarah Khan), which was so good it surpassed my practice samosa: the Baigan Ka Salan, a fried marinated eggplant with a coconut and lemongrass gravy, was among the many finest issues I ate in 2025. Eager to cram in as a lot as potential into our two weeks, we completed the journey in the Himalayas, mountaineering the Triund Trek for views of the Dhauladhar mountains and Kangra Valley, ingesting quite a few cups of post-hike Tibetan butter tea at cozy Common Ground Cafe in Dharamshala, and consuming spicy mutton momos, washed down with chilly Kingfisher beers for posterity. I’m completely happy to report that I’ve completed the 12 months as completely happy and full because it started, though, having solely simply scratched the floor of such a large and various nation, nonetheless with an insatiable starvation to get again to India as quickly as potential. —Lale Arikoglu, articles director