We open the journey with a private event and an invitation extended to the President of Panama to join us.

Two of Panama's defining places, both seen well past the public route. The Canal experienced in ways not normally available to visitors, and Xplore Casco Antiguo, three centuries of Spanish, French and American Panama packed into twelve square blocks.

We take the three best, newest and largest vessels in the Galápagos outright and sail the best curated collection of islands on a BX only itinerary.

Every day is built around getting in the water and on land. Sea lions that swim up to you, green turtles, rays, white-tipped reef sharks, and the only penguins on earth that live north of the equator.

Reaching the Galápagos normally costs a night in mainland Ecuador on the way in and another on the way out. Our aircraft flies the group in and transfers straight from the airstrip to the pier, so the adventure starts the day you arrive.

Belmond's Art Deco train runs the Urubamba River to the gates of Machu Picchu, brunch out and dinner back with live music the whole way.

Qorikancha was the holiest building in the Inca empire, its walls once sheathed in gold. The Spanish stripped it and built a convent on top; the convent has come down twice in earthquakes and the Inca walls have not moved.

The valley the Inca farmed, taken at ground level rather than from a bus window. Ride the terraces on horseback, climb a cabled via ferrata route with the valley floor several hundred metres below, or walk out to the salt pans cut into the mountainside. Every option scales to exactly how hard you want the day to be.

The whole horseshoe resolves in a single frame from the air, along with the point where Brazil, Argentina and Paraguay meet. From the ground you see a section. From above you see why it is one of the Seven Natural Wonders.

Take a twin-engine boat into the base of the cataracts where 275 waterfalls converge, and come out soaked to the skin. Hike or cycle the rainforest trails that run for miles behind the falls. Then walk the catwalks after the park has closed to everyone else, under a near-full moon. Two days, and you decide how many of them you take.

Hotel das Cataratas is the only hotel inside the national park, which is why the falls remain ours after the gates close and the buses leave. It also puts us where Brazil, Argentina and Paraguay meet, and one evening goes to exactly that: music, dance and food from all three, with Guarani storytelling about what these falls have meant here far longer than any of us have been coming to see them.

Southern Patagonia holds the densest population of wild puma on earth, and the trackers here know the animals individually. On foot, in open country, no fence and no hide.

Two signature full days and the pick is yours. Climb to the base of the granite towers the park is named for, or sail Lago Grey through drifting icebergs to the face of a glacier draining the largest ice field outside the poles.

Ride out from Estancia Lazo with the baqueanos who work this country, bike the open pampa, or take the shorter trails to the Cuernos viewpoint and Laguna Azul. Nothing here is a fixed schedule you are marched through. Every day gets built around what the group actually wants to do.

Argentina's three great inheritances in a single evening. Chukkas on grounds that do not open to visitors, beef over open fire, and dancers who do this for each other rather than for an audience.

Expedited immigration and customs clearance, your black car waiting, and luggage handled door to door.