The Traveler’s Architect

For people who are done with obvious.

For people who are done with obvious.

Travel designed around you, not what’s trending.

Tell me where you’re going. I probably know someone. — m.

Design my trip

Hi, I’m Meagan, a travel advisor based in New York City. That’s me on a paddleboard on the lake in Granada, Nicaragua. We were hosted by the Sotheby’s broker there and stayed in a former mansion that was for sale as a boutique hotel.

Put the phone down. Pull up a chair.

The art of living.

You know those afternoons when lunch turns into another glass, someone pulls up a chair, and suddenly you’re in no hurry to be anywhere else?

More of that.

It’s what I’m thinking about when I plan your trip: where you’ll stay, who you might meet, and where to leave a little room for the day to happen.


What are you thinking?

Let’s make something of it.

01

Hotel or villa only.

One property or several, with the perks. No fee.

02

A trip designed around you.

One destination or several, planned as much or as little as you want. From $350.

03

Groups and retreats.

Offsites, president’s clubs, the 40th for twenty, down to who sits where at dinner. Quoted.

Special access

The trips you can’t Google. A yacht in Monaco for the Grand Prix. A private party on the Eiffel Tower during the Olympics.

If it exists, I can usually get you in. Ask me →

Executive travel

One person on it, work or personal, reachable while you’re on the road.

Per trip, or a yearly retainer. All services and fees →

Shot on my phone

Behind the scenes.

A driver in a white shirt and straw hat at the wheel of a vintage American car in Cuba
The driver we hired for the whole week to take us around Cuba. He barely spoke English and we got by.
A handwritten note and a glass of wine on a counter, the chef at work behind
A secret chicken omakase in Chinatown. I’ll tell you where if you ask.
Teddi the French bulldog looking out of a plane window beside Meagan’s open laptop
Teddi is living her best life. Someone’s gotta work, so this Frenchie can fly first.
A welcome board with a handwritten greeting, a glass and a necklace on the table, Cape Town
The welcome note waiting in the room in Cape Town.
A room draped in plum velvet and hung with dozens of lit chandeliers, Casa Malca, Tulum
Casa Malca in Tulum, Pablo Escobar’s old home turned into a boutique property.
Meagan laughing in a selfie with her guide in a beaded hat and bright woven poncho, Ausangate trek, Peru
My guide on the Ausangate trek, the most positive person. He gave me cocoa leaves and boiling water to help with the altitude sickness.

A few more pages →

A lone figure walking across the Perito Moreno glacier under a grey sky, El Calafate
El Calafate. A lot of people just look at the glacier from the viewing area. We hired a local guide, off the grid all day, and finished with whisky poured over glacier ice we picked.
Meagan at a table outdoors with a glass of wine, smiling

Hi, I’m Meagan.

A place should feel like somewhere.

My first job out of college was the management training program at Loews Hotels. Their whole approach was that a hotel should belong to its city, and that’s where I fell for travel that feels like the place you’re in.

Jonathan Tisch, the chairman of Loews, wrote a book called Chocolates on the Pillow Aren’t Enough, and I’ve never worked any other way. The nice touches are expected. What people remember is how they were taken care of.

Between that job and this one were 600 weddings and a very persistent group of friends.

— m.

Read the story

A few pages from my own travels

I love a beautiful hotel.
I also want you to leave it.

The pool at Palacio Nazarenas, Cusco

01 / Cusco, Peru

Boots, then a butler.

Four days hut to hut through the Ausangate range, then a butler at the Belmond in Cusco. I have room for both kinds of trip. Preferably in the same week.

A tango hall in Buenos Aires

02 / Buenos Aires, Argentina

A place in the dance.

A local spot where people dance tango all day. Most visitors just watch a show. A professional dancer taught us, brought us here, and we got to join in.

Benjamin behind the bar at Trattoria dell’Arte, New York City

03 / New York City

Ask for Benjamin.

Trattoria dell’Arte has been around since the 1980s. You become true friends with the bartender, Benjamin, and if your cousin visits enough she gets her name on a gold plaque and her own bar seat.

The people are usually the part you tell your friends about. — m.

A few more pages →

From first call to day one.

That’s a one-stop trip. Multi-stop and groups take longer, same steps.

  1. Day 0

    We talk

    A real call, not a form, and there’s no commitment. Knowing you’re over big resorts is enough to start.

  2. The next two weeks

    I do the thinking

    We go through who’s coming and what you never want on a trip, then I design it around you.

  3. Before you land

    I book it

    I book the hotel and send them a note before you land, so they’re expecting you when you walk in. Dinner, I’ll point you to and hold if you want me to.

  4. Day one

    You show up

    Everything is already handled, and the hotel knows you’re coming.

Fair warning

If you want to compare seventeen hotels and pick one yourself, or shop for the cheapest deal, I’m not your person, and I’ll say so on the first call.


Monthly · Coming this winter

Lost & Found.

A monthly email about one city. Lost is the place everyone sends you that I’d skip, and Found is the one I’d keep to myself. Every issue includes a hotel and a few restaurants I’d book myself. The first one goes out this winter.

Leave your email and I’ll send you the first one.

Tell me about the trip.

It’s mostly me asking questions. You don’t need every detail figured out. I take a handful of trips at a time, so the more you can tell me, the faster I can say yes.

Bookings are made through Fora Travel, which is how the upgrades and credits happen.

Sent.

I read everything myself. You’ll hear from me soon.