The voyage of your dreams. A long haul crossing, stopping off at a number of places
with magical names, all redolent of adventure and spice.
Volutes, it’s a shape and a scent, intimately linked : the volute and tobacco.
It’s also the scent of the labyrinth of waxed corridors and panelled lounges, the mysterious, and elegant ladies
leaning on the ship’s rail smoking their Khedive cigarettes.