You know the value of a well-timed exit.
That’s why you retrofitted your coupe with a retractable roof, a hydraulic expulsion mechanism and a custom eject button—just in case.
But crafting a memorable entrance... well, that’s harder.
Allow us to suggest a parachute.
Presenting Paragliding to Zighy Bay, a tandem paragliding descent to the seaside Six Senses Zighy Bay hotel in Oman, taking reservations now.
Picture yourself following in the footsteps of Sinbad the Sailor—if he’d stopped after three voyages and spent his early retirement guiding parachutes to private villas.
This story starts in Dubai. From there you’ll take a 90-minute chauffeured drive to the fjord-like landscape of the Musandam Peninsula, where a paragliding pro awaits. You’ll be fitted for a seated harness next to said pro before running off a cliff and soaring in the air for 15 weightless minutes, the sea and resort below you. If Pussy Galore can do it, so can you.
Upon landing, you’ll be whisked to your beachfront abode, where you’ll decompress next to an infinity pool with a bottle of wine (from your private cellar) and plan your next move (after consulting your live-in butler). That might mean scuba diving with cuttlefish, smoking hookahs, scaling date palms, spending the night on a private dhow in Haffa Bay—or testing out every featherweight from the pillow menu.
Which reminds us: there’s a pillow menu.
That’s why you retrofitted your coupe with a retractable roof, a hydraulic expulsion mechanism and a custom eject button—just in case.
But crafting a memorable entrance... well, that’s harder.
Allow us to suggest a parachute.
Presenting Paragliding to Zighy Bay, a tandem paragliding descent to the seaside Six Senses Zighy Bay hotel in Oman, taking reservations now.
Picture yourself following in the footsteps of Sinbad the Sailor—if he’d stopped after three voyages and spent his early retirement guiding parachutes to private villas.
This story starts in Dubai. From there you’ll take a 90-minute chauffeured drive to the fjord-like landscape of the Musandam Peninsula, where a paragliding pro awaits. You’ll be fitted for a seated harness next to said pro before running off a cliff and soaring in the air for 15 weightless minutes, the sea and resort below you. If Pussy Galore can do it, so can you.
Upon landing, you’ll be whisked to your beachfront abode, where you’ll decompress next to an infinity pool with a bottle of wine (from your private cellar) and plan your next move (after consulting your live-in butler). That might mean scuba diving with cuttlefish, smoking hookahs, scaling date palms, spending the night on a private dhow in Haffa Bay—or testing out every featherweight from the pillow menu.
Which reminds us: there’s a pillow menu.
