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THE BAXTER JOURNEY

THERE IS A MOMENT, AS SUBTLE AS THE RUSTLE OF VELVET, WHEN TIME SEEMS TO STAND STILL. IT IS THAT INSTANT BEFORE DEPARTURE, WHEN THE TRAIN STIRS TO LIFE AND EVERYTHING IS TINGED WITH DEEP RED.

The origin of 'The Baxter Journey' lies here: a desire to transform travel into an aesthetic, sensory, and almost dreamlike experience. A train carrying dreams, visions, atmospheres. A train traversing cities and lifestyles, embodying the philosophy of a brand that has turned matter and time into its own language.

The origin of 'The Baxter Journey' lies here: a desire to transform travel into an aesthetic, sensory, and almost dreamlike experience. A train carrying dreams, visions, atmospheres. A train traversing cities and lifestyles, embodying the philosophy of a brand that has turned matter and time into its own language.

The Baxter Journey

The carriages glow in the soft light of a winter morning. Inside, trunks and suitcases are stationed in a corner. The name on the label is handwritten. Every detail comes to life, as if in a film slowly rolling along the tracks of the Orient Express. Everything tells of a new way of experiencing space: the careful seams, the harmonious curves, the veining of the marble, the softness of the surfaces—they invite touch and evoke tranquillity. Warm tones, the scent of leather, and the reflection of metal that captures the landscape in motion: all wrap passengers in a sophisticated and intimate embrace.

The journey begins in Milan, the city of origin and innovative spirit. Among modern architecture and hidden courtyards, Baxter rediscovers its roots: the culture of Italian design, the beauty born of contrast, the passion for form and material. Here, the train awakens, infused with energy, and gradually moves towards the horizon, where the mist dissolves into light.

Then comes London. A stop where history and modernity intertwine. The train glides along age-old tracks, pausing beneath a sky where clouds drift like silver brushstrokes. Doors open onto a city that blends tradition with bold modernity. Within the compartments of the Baxter Train, red converses with the white of the snow falling beyond the windows. Velvet meets wood, and classicism evolves into modernity while preserving its essence. Each cabin becomes a travelling lounge, where design transforms into experience.

Finally, Shanghai. The city of speed and metamorphosis, where the future is already unfolding. The train mirrors itself in glass skyscrapers and in the city's ever-awake lights. Here, Baxter discovers a new dimension: a dialogue between East and West, between matter and light, between stillness and movement.

Yet, the journey continues. The Baxter Train makes its quiet passage across continents, connecting with remote and diverse cities. Each station brings encounters, each scene offers fresh inspiration, as if time itself expands to embrace the boundless diversity of the world. When the train finally comes to rest, a hush lingers, accompanied by the sense of having lived something rare—not merely a journey, but an experience. For true luxury lies not in the destination, but in what unfolds along the way: the shifting light, the slower pace, the discovery of a new way of living. And as the train resumes its journey, beneath the smoke trail that marks its passage, a faint echo lingers—of a journey that continues even with doors shut and eyes closed.