Vento di Liberta: The Seychelles with a Private Guide

About the tour

Vento Di Liberta isn’t just a tour — it’s a way of life. A chance to slow down, taste the essence of being, and breathe in freedom.
The cruise traces the most beautiful islands of the archipelago — Mahé, Praslin, La Digue, and hidden sanctuaries reachable only by sea. On board — the ease of a modern yacht: spacious cabins, refined cuisine, and a professional crew — personal guide, private chef, and a captain with deep knowledge of these waters.
Mornings begin with the sound of waves. Days flow through turquoise lagoons and beaches of white sand. Diving with turtles, Creole dinners, and sunsets that leave you speechless — every moment feels like a gift.

Day 1. Mahé
The journey begins on Mahé — the heart of the Seychelles. A lush island where granite peaks meet emerald jungles and beaches that belong on postcards.
At the marina, the catamaran awaits — sleek, spacious, ready for the sea. This day is for settling in: boarding, exploring, unpacking, leaving the shore behind. Life shifts into a different rhythm — light, graceful, free.
Evening brings the first dinner on deck. The chef serves island delicacies; glasses rise to new horizons. Strangers become a crew.
Later — silence. The yacht sways gently, waves whisper against the hull, and the ocean rocks you into your first night’s sleep. The voyage begins — in harmony, beauty, and calm.

Day 2. Praslin
The scent of coffee greets the morning. After breakfast, the yacht sails toward Praslin — the island of soft hills and legendary beaches.
At Anse Lazio — ranked among the world’s best — the day unfolds in shades of turquoise. Swimming, snorkeling, and drifting among coral gardens alive with color.
Dinner at sunset — fresh fish, island spices, and the slow rhythm of the tropics. Beneath the Indian Ocean stars, time seems to dissolve.

Day 3. Curieuse
A smooth sail leads to Curieuse — a wild island sanctuary. White sand, mangrove forests, and a feeling that nature, not people, makes the rules here.
The island’s famous residents — giant Aldabra tortoises — move with the patience of centuries. Their world is calm, timeless, and unforgettable.
The path winds through mangroves where roots twist like sculptures and the air tastes of salt and sun. Underwater, life blooms — coral palaces, darting fish, a flicker of clownfish.
Snorkel in clear lagoons, paddleboard along the coast, or cycle the island paths.
Evening falls softly. Dinner on deck, the ocean breathing nearby — and a quiet certainty that this isn’t just a trip, it’s something you’ll carry with you.

Day 4. Vallée de Mai
Today — the legendary Vallée de Mai, a UNESCO World Heritage site often called the Garden of Eden. Towering palms, ancient silence, and the mythical coco de mer — the world’s most enigmatic palm.
Walking the shaded trails feels like stepping back in time. The forest hums, the air shimmers, and somewhere above, the rare black parrot calls.
Here, surrounded by primeval nature, the modern world fades. Far away, January is cold and grey — but here, it’s summer forever. Every breath is life itself.

Day 5. La Digue
There are still places untouched by noise, haste, or hurry. La Digue is one of them.
No cars. No rush. Only bicycles, wind, and quiet joy.
Morning — a simple bike ride through vanilla plantations. The air thick with sweetness, like a memory from childhood.
Later, a Creole village: bright houses, laughter, the smell of grilled fish, and people who seem to know a secret we’ve forgotten — how to live slowly.
Then, fishing — the kind that makes you shout with delight when you catch tuna or dorado.
And finally, the beach that needs no introduction — Anse Source d’Argent. Granite boulders, crystal water, and sand like powdered sugar.
At sunset, words fall silent. The sky burns, the ocean glows, and the only sound is the sea breathing beside you.

Day 6. Félicité
Today belongs to the sea. Félicité — even the name feels like a promise.
One deep breath underwater — and you enter another world.
Corals like ancient cities, parrotfish bright as graffiti, clownfish darting between anemones, and a sea turtle passing by with quiet grace.
Above, the world goes on — but down here, nothing else exists.
By sunset, the yacht reaches the Sister Islands — two tiny gems floating in gold light. The sky shifts from pink to violet as you sit on deck, drink in hand, knowing paradise is real — and you’ve seen it.

Day 7. Sainte Anne Island
Morning — the Sainte Anne Marine Park. One last dive, one last dance with the sea.
Corals rise like old cathedrals, fish flash like fragments of light, and maybe — just maybe — another turtle glides by.
Tomorrow brings airports and cities. But today still belongs to the ocean.
As Mahé appears on the horizon, you realize something has changed — not the island, but you.
The journey has ended, but something inside has just begun.

Day 8. Mahé
A week gone in a blink. The laughter louder, the colors brighter, the faces now familiar.
Morning farewells are simple: transfers arranged, taxis waiting, hugs exchanged.
But the real souvenirs aren’t things. They’re moments — the reefs, the sunsets, the stars.
And a new way of being — free, awake, alive.