21/09/2026
There’s a stretch most people never think to book: late October into the week before Thanksgiving.
Europe has emptied out. The summer crowds are gone, school holidays haven’t started, and the places that were unbearable in July are just themselves again. Rates soften. Restaurants have tables. The light goes gold in the afternoon in a way it doesn’t in June.
Where I’d send you:
Portugal. That sunset is mine, from last fall. Lisbon and the Algarve hold their warmth into November, and it’s the best value in Europe in this window.
Southern Spain. Seville and Granada are punishing in August and lovely in the shoulder seasons either side. The Alhambra without a crowd is a different building.
Sedona. If a passport isn’t in the cards. Arizona finally starts to cool off in late October, and November is genuinely my favorite month here- clear, dry, and warm enough to be outside all day.
And one I’m not sending you to (kidding), because I want it:
Puglia and Sicily. Warm into November, harvest just finished, and the towns belong to the people who live there again. I haven’t been yet but I’m going on research and on people I trust who have. I’m hoping to spend my 25th anniversary there next October.
No, I haven’t been everywhere on this list. I’d still book all four tomorrow.
Knowing what makes a place right for a particular person is a different skill from having stood there yourself - and when I haven’t, I have a network of advisors and partners who were there during these months.
Which is also the answer to a question I get a lot: yes, I book well beyond Italy.
So if late fall has been sitting in the back of your mind, tell me where. I’ll tell you honestly whether it works.