
THINGS
You never know what you'll consider buying in the next Sky. And what would a trip be without a souvenir? ![]() PEOPLE
You never know who you'll meet in the next Sky. ![]() PLACES
You never know where you'll nosh in the next Sky. |
Oh, did I say “pint”? What I meant was a glance at a three-page list of cocktails, each one more deliciously described than the last, each of them costing the best part of a 10-spot, to be sure, but supremely enticing. This was shopping? Why hadn’t women told us? What it was was an immersion, as the best travel experiences are. Each of us had plunged into a new place and in a new way. Window-shopping, almost by accident, had given way to exploring stores, then falling into chatting with salespeople whose oral histories of their distinctive neighborhoods were like spoken monographs. There was a clear sense of the bazaar, with all of the continual surprises a bazaar will hold. A notorious tightwad, Bailey actually bought something as a memento. So did I (see “Le Shopping”). And that’s in essence what we think of as “the next Sky”: a striking, contemporary bazaar of ideas and possibilities and destinations. Travel will always lead what we publish in this magazine, because it’s a sure way to more, to the new, to surprise. And it’s a path that always comes with the possibility of change.
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