#Superyacht Price

[thamvosinterior]

4 Inspiring Commercial Wallcoverings For Your Office

Experts in workspace interior design are sure that your workplace should always be considered a place of employment first. Additionally, workplace interior design needs to promote cooperation, increased productivity, and creative thinking. If you've been considering a new office interior design in Dubai, the suggestions below can help you create a lively environment at work.

Accent walls

A quick way, and an affordable one too, to liven up creative office design is to have an accent wall. It could be just a bold color on the chosen wall, placing a bright mural, or an oversized logo. These would make a statement. Choosing the space for the accent wall would be best with advice from workspace designing experts. The wall has to be visible to many employees. The offices sporting the best interior solutions usually choose the hallway, lobby, or conference room to have the accent wall.

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[msbigredmachine]

You Again (Roman Reigns) - Part 2

That awkward moment when the biggest star in pro wrestling happens to be your high school bully…and he’s in your office. A 2-part series.

Pairing: Bully!Roman Reigns x OC

Word Count: 4.5k

Warning: Smut, stalking, bullying

MASTERLIST

The mirror was very good to her today. It was as though it knew she was in dire need of extra positive reinforcements and affirmations. She liked what she saw. Hair on point. Makeup on fleek. Body tea. Her favorite Black-owned swimwear brand came through with an outfit that was sure to turn heads at a gathering as important as this one. Evelyn looked amazing and felt powerful, a far cry from the timid, naive little girl that Joe exploited all those years ago. 

Still tried to exploit only a week ago, with his bullshit talk about wanting her. Disregarding all the damage he’d inflicted on her self-esteem that took her damn near a decade to overcome. It was clear he hadn’t grown out of his childish mind games and she would not stand for it today or any other day. At least that’s what her brain kept telling her, repeating it over and over in her mind.

If only her body could show the same resolve, because it didn’t seem able to rid itself of the feel of his hands and his lips…his fingers...It was all she’d thought about all week, and her dildo was paying the price…

Aboard the superyacht, it was easy to find him, tall and striking, a drink in his hand as he conversed with Tessa and Khadijah, Wow’s CEO. Evelyn embraced the two ladies warmly and tried to keep her interaction with Joe as brief as possible. Of course, ever the one to take a mile from an inch, he pressed too close when they hugged, his hand on the small of her back, lingering dangerously above the curve of her butt. 

“Can we talk?” he whispered; she could have sworn his lips grazed the shell of her ear.

“No.” Her answer was immediate, a fake smile plastered on her face as she smoothly slithered out of his grasp. Suddenly craving a drink of her own, she made a beeline for the nearest bar and ordered herself a Blue Margarita. If she was going to be stuck on a boat with him for the next few hours, it was wise to make the most of it with a strong drink or two. Or three, depending on her level of anxiety which she fervently prayed would not be through the roof by the end of the day. 

From her vantage point, she watched him be the center of attention, everyone clamoring to be in his presence. A slew of conflicting emotions she wanted nothing to do with rushed through her as several women threw themselves at him, eyeing him up like he was a big juicy T-bone steak. All the girls in school had fawned over him like this back then, and even now she couldn't stop the sharp thorn of jealousy from stabbing her insides. Some things had not changed after twenty years. 

“I’m sorry, but I gotta be a fangirl right now. He is so fine,” Faith swooned, fanning herself. Evelyn wanted to hurl, and not from seasickness. “This is probably a personal question, but Tessa said you and him went to high school together. What was he like?”

Yeah, no one needed to know the truth about them. “He was alright,” was her curt reply, changing the subject before her assistant could pry some more. 

As the party dragged on, she noticed to her chagrin that he was almost always in her line of sight. This big ass man was lurking, hovering around her vicinity under the guise of mingling with other guests. Each time he edged closer, she was quick to extend the distance, caught in a ridiculous game of cat and mouse that she was not enjoying. She sought refuge again at the bar, indulging in three tequila shots the bartender placed before her. She knocked back the first without a breath, followed by the second, letting the alcohol burn her throat and numb her senses. She was reaching for the third when a huge hand suddenly swiped it out of her reach.

“You might wanna slow down with that,” said Joe.

For fuck’s sake!

She could only look on with annoyance as he consumed the shot for himself and slammed the glass on the table. “That was mine,” she griped. 

Ignoring her, he rested against the woodgrain with a huff. “So this is your plan, huh? You gon’ keep avoiding me?” 

Evelyn scoffed. “What makes you think I’m avoiding you?”

“You can’t even look me in the eye right now. The minute I come near you, you take off. Someone must’ve told you I like the chase.”

Her laugh was bitter and cynical. “Typical N’Stink Joe Anoa’i. You think everything revolves around your arrogant ass. I ain’t checkin’ for you, okay? I’ve leveled up.”

“I can see that,” he acknowledged, his tone deepening as his eyes slowly swept down her body. The intensity of his stare had her shifting in her seat. “You’re the most beautiful woman here, Evie. You always are.”

Flustered, Evelyn crossed her arms around herself protectively. "I don't know what you want, but—"

"Isn't it obvious?" he asked, sidling closer.

"What, to harass me some more? You didn't get enough in school?" she ground out, a gasp escaping her when his face neared hers, their lips a hair’s breadth away. That familiar feeling of helplessness she thought she’d conquered long ago overwhelmed her once more, and for a brief moment, she was fifteen years old again, smothered by his domineering presence. He exuded this aura of raw power and heat, branding a sickening cocktail of loathing and longing into her skin. 

"No. I didn't just not get enough," Joe replied. His eyes flickered to her full lips, mouth watering at the memory of their softness pressed against his. "I never got any of you. That was always the problem."

At a loss for words, Evelyn shook her head. She didn’t know what to expect, but this wasn’t it. It was clear he had no plans to make this comfortable for her. Wordlessly, she slid off the stool, sidestepping him and making yet another escape. Despite being in the lovely outdoors, she felt short of air, of breath. Her stomach had twisted in a painful throbbing knot; any more tension and she was going to lose her shit.

She pulled away from the general population and walked around the deck to the rear of the ship. The lower deck took her down a hallway where the guest cabins were situated. Tentatively, she opened one door, grateful to find an empty room. It was much quieter down here, with the music reduced to muted thumping, a welcome respite from the noise outside and the turmoil she’d been plunged into ever since that infuriating man reappeared in her life. She sat down on the small bed and blew out a few breaths, her face to the ceiling, closing her eyes to help her reclaim her composure.

Get your shit together. You’re Evelyn fucking Ashton, one of the most powerful women in fashion. Don’t let nobody play games with you, not even that asshole. He’s nothing to you anymore. Now go back out there and be the boss bitch everyone knows you are!

The door suddenly swinging open startled her. Her stomach dropped as Joe entered the cabin, his massive frame engulfing the door he quietly shut like some kind of horror movie monster. She leapt to her feet, panic swelling inside her.

“What the fuck are you doing?” she stammered, her eyes widening as he approached her slowly, deliberately. She scrambled backwards, unwittingly boxing herself into the corner of the room. 

“I’m not letting you get away again, Evie, not this time,” Joe asserted, still advancing. A warped sense of deja vu overtook her as she was transported back in time to just a week ago, in the break room where this mess began.

“Get out or I’m gonna scream,” she threatened, swallowing hard as he stood impossibly close now, their chests touching. 

His shoulders lifted in a shrug. “Go ahead. As long as you hear me out when you’re done.”

Evelyn stood frozen, numb for a millisecond. Then, rage tore through her; ugly black rage that swept across her mind like dark thunderclouds. Her hand flew up, slapping him hard across the face, the impact rocking him a few steps back.

“Fine! You wanna talk, let’s talk!” she exploded. Struck him again. “You motherfucker! Who are you to demand anything of me? Do you have any idea what you did to me? What you put me through? I was a kid, Joe! A kid just like you and you made my life fucking miserable! Why? Why did you hate me so much?” 

She raised her clenched fists and beat them against his chest over and over. Joe didn’t move, his arms at his sides as he let her lash out. He deserved every blow; his actions had pushed her to this point. He took it even as her strikes became more aggressive, wincing as her nails raked his collarbone at one point. At the first sign of her tiring out, he gently gathered her into his arms, feeling her body tremble against him with sobs that tore at his heartstrings.

“I’m sorry,” he declared softly, cupping her chin to tilt up her tear-streaked face, praying she could see the sincerity in his eyes. “I’m fuckin’ sorry, Evelyn. I was wrong to hurt you.”

It was bad enough that she was crying in front of him. Now her whole body was warm and her loins were pooling from the desire that blazed in his irises. Why was this happening? Why did he still have such an effect on her after so many years?

In a move she both hoped he would and would not do, he dipped his head, brushing their lips together. It made her heart skip and drew a sultry moan out of her as she pressed against him, leaving not even a sliver of space between them. Backing her up against the wall, he licked at the seam of her lips, her sigh giving him the opening to slip his tongue inside her mouth. She could feel every hard plane of his body including the hardness that was growing against her belly, the sexual tension reaching seismic proportions.

“Why are you doing this to me?” she whispered, her voice small and pleading.

Joe's expression softened as he lifted his hand to stroke her cheek. "Because I can’t help myself around you,” he confessed, his breathing as ragged as hers. “I've never wanted anyone the way I wanted…want…you." 

Those words loosened something inside her. He was telling her what she’d wanted to hear for years, what she’d never thought was possible, and the feeling was surreal.

“And I know you want me, too,” he added, a low groan accompanying his kiss on her cheek. “Tell me. Say it to me.” 

Fuck it. Why tell him, when she could show him?

She pulled his head down for another kiss, their lips parting, tongues tangling with every turn of their heads. He wrapped his arms around her body, almost crushing her against the wall as he released her mouth to kiss her neck, suckling her soft brown skin. Evelyn closed her eyes and tilted her head with a soft bite of her lip, captive to the sensations bombarding her. She was only aware of him, of this moment of bliss and what was coming next.

Joe lowered himself to his knees, leaving a trail of wet kisses on her exposed skin on his way down. He gathered her pants in his fists, pulling them down her legs. Her matching bikini bottoms were next, already damp from her arousal, pushing the skimpy material over her hips and past her ankles before honing in on her bare mound. He made a sound of approval as he circled his thumb over her moistening folds, admiring the puffiness of them, and smiled when Evelyn squirmed, sensitive to his intimate touch. He palmed her leg before slinging it over his shoulder, gripping her thigh to hold her steady.

Evelyn bit down hard on her lip to keep from screaming as his tongue lashed against her delicate, velvety folds. He devoured her like he was famished, his mouth giving long, suckling licks to every crevice and every spot it could find. Grabbing his shoulders, she cried out as he slid his middle finger inside her, right along her g-spot, her back arching against the wall from the dizzying sensation. Another finger followed shortly, her wetness immediately coating both digits as he thrust them in and out of her gushy pussy with ease. 

“You taste better than I imagined.” Joe watched her closely, enraptured by the way she licked her lips and her eyes fluttered. He pumped his fingers faster, sucked her pussy a little harder, making nasty sloppy sounds with his warm, fat tongue that had her grinding into his face. It blew his mind how tight and wet she was; he couldn't get enough of her. 

It was with the strength of Samson that Evelyn managed to shove his head away, stomach clenching at the sight of her nectar glistening on his thick beard. “There’s no time, just fuck me,” she scowled. 

The big man’s eyes lit up at her demand as he made his way back up to kiss her, earning another moan from her taste coating her tongue. She pulled away long enough to yank his shirt over his head, her hungry stare fixated on his exposed muscles, the chiseled abs and chest tattoo her hands couldn't resist exploring. She allowed herself a small smile as his eyes shut briefly at her touch. He backed her towards the bed and dropped her flat on her back with him hovering above her. His hand cradled her thighs, spreading them and pressing his erection to her center. With his mouth back on hers, he pulled her right thigh around his hip, grinding against her, with her grinding with him, her fingers embedded in his muscled forearms.

"Please," Evelyn breathed. She knew it was a bad idea. She knew crossing this line would never resolve her past trauma. But she also couldn't help the way she felt, like her world would crumble to pieces if she didn’t feel him on her, in her; if she didn’t finally give in to the urges that he’d awoken after two decades of slumber. 

Joe tugged down his shorts with one hand, and she sucked in a breath at the sight of his dick protruding from a manscaped tuft of pubic hair. It was long and thick with a slight curve, and her eyes began to water when he pushed it against her soaked opening, entering her inch by inch. Despite how wet she was, she was equally as tight, and he had to work to fit into her. 

“Oh my god.” She had expected this. Almost. The stretch of him, this delicious and this full, inside of her. She knew he would go deep, but here he was reaching her in that spot no one else seemed able to locate. He hooked her other knee over his arm, rolling his hips until he was fully sheathed inside her. He rested his forehead against hers, cursing as her inner muscles clenched around him with each thrust. Their eyes locked as his hands pressed down firmly on her thighs, holding her open to take him balls-deep. Their pants and moans mingled with slaps of bare skin echoing in the tiny cabin, all of it blocked out thankfully by the music blaring obliviously outside.

The haze of pleasure had Evelyn squeezing her eyes shut, overwhelmed by the pleasure ravaging her body. Her hands moved up his muscular back, her nails scraping his taut, bronzed skin as he switched up with faster, deeper thrusts. She felt his fingers tighten around the back of her knees, felt his mouth cover her throat with wet, breathy kisses as his voice, low and gruff, penetrated her sex-fogged brain. 

"I never thought I'd see you again," he murmured against her neck, "I couldn't believe you left me.”

"Bull…fuck…bullshit,” She could hardly think straight with his thick dick buried in her, her legs pinned to the bed with no chance to wriggle out. “You hated me, you—fffuuck," Her words disappeared in another groan when he circled his hips, nudging his dick several inches further inside her.

"I never hated you. I hated how you made me feel." One hand came up to yank her bikini top down and knead her breast. "Unsure of myself. Out of character. Weak for you," he continued. “I jerked off to you countless times…I…I couldn’t stop thinking about you. It broke my heart when you left. For years, I missed you. I fuckin’ named my daughter after you-”

Evelyn gaped at him in shock. “Your daughter’s name is Evelyn?!”

“No. Amara. Your middle name.”

There was no time to react to this revelation as his big hands lifted her hips off the bed to meet his thrusts, forcing her mouth open in a soundless cry as he slammed breath after breath out of her with gloriously deep, plunging strokes. The force and power of him made her thighs tremble as her pussy finally gave in, gushing all over his groin. She wanted to cuss him out for making her come so hard, but all that came out of her mouth were pathetic, pitiful moans. Joe's eyes shone with excitement at the mess she was making, relishing every moment of her losing control to him. He gifted her a toe-curling kiss before flipping her over, smacking her bare ass. 

“On your knees,” he ordered.

Too worked up to argue, she positioned herself on all fours and looked back at him expectantly. It was hard to deny how hot it was, seeing this big, sexy ass mountain of a man naked, big hand on his equally big dick, massaging it with her juices. Chuckling at the lust in her eyes, he nudged her thighs further apart and rubbed his palm along her gushy entrance, smearing her mess all over, making her moan.

“Mmm. Pussy drippin’ everywhere. You been needin’ me, huh, baby?” he said.

“Put that dick back in me,” she rasped, bumping her ass against him, eager for more. She felt his tip forge inside her, a tortuously slow entrance that had her chin scraping her chest as she moaned out in pleasure. Inch by inch, his own jaw clenching at the greed with which her pussy suckled him in. As she writhed on his dick, his mouth found her ear, tongue tracing the delicate lobe as he slid in deep from behind with his big body hunched over her. He felt huge from this angle, and Evelyn gasped, her mind spiraling from the fullness of him. 

“Since I left your office, I haven’t thought about anything else but you. All my fantasies from years ago returned and I had to have you…Fuck, Evie, you feel fuckin’ amazing.” He leaned back and yanked her hips higher, deepening the arch of her back. The slap of his heavy balls against her clitoris caused her velvety walls to ripple around the length and girth of him. The shit was so good that she dug her fingers into the sheets, throwing her ass to catch his backshots as she whined his name. The husky growls that escaped from his throat gave away how good he was feeling just like she was, the sounds flowing through them both like beautiful music. 

“You takin’ this dick like a champ, baby. Is it everything you dreamed of, huh?" Joe grunted, his fingers clinging to the meat of her thick hips, bewitched by the sight and feel of the big, round cheeks slapping against his pelvis, the mesmerizing recoil leaving him in a heady trance. Even in his nastiest dreams, it never looked this good. 

“Fuuuuck, yes. Ohhh…” she whimpered, her voice cracking from complete bliss. He seemed determined to bury his dick in her stomach and was succeeding, nestling himself in the tight warmth of her cunt and keeping her in place as she gasped from every inch he made her take. He trailed his hand between her thighs, using two long fingers to strum on her clit, and hissed as she tightened around him right away. “Mmm, this little pussy squeezin’ my shit, you boutta come all over my d-”

Knock! Knock! Knock! 

“Evelyn? Are you in here?”

They both froze as Faith’s concerned voice sounded from the other side of the door. Evelyn’s heart rate accelerated; the door wasn’t locked, so Faith could easily walk in if she wanted to. Her career and her reputation flashed before her eyes, her life ruined yet again because of Joe fucking Anoa’i. She started to scramble out of the bed, trying to get away, but his strong, inked arm locking around her waist put a stop to that. She cast a panicked glance back at him but only received an amused wink in response.

“She asked you a question,” he said for her hearing only, kissing her cheek.

Fighting off her rising anxiety, Evelyn called out as casually as possible, “I’m here, Faith. What is it?”

“Are you okay? I’ve been looking for you.”

“Yes…yes, I’m fine. Just a little seasick-” Her words evaporated when his fingers twined into her hair, gently pulling back, his nose nuzzling the crook of her extended neck. Incredulously, he started thrusting into her again, rolling his hips slowly so as to not make any noise. Her agitation levels were at an all time high, battling with the warm burn he was inducing in her tightening stomach. 

“You sure?” Faith was saying.

His other hand cupped her breast, groping generously as his dick nudged right up against her g-spot. The nerve of him, trying to make her climax again even with Faith mere feet away! “Positive,” Evelyn called out, her pussy clenching when Joe angled her face and slyly tongue-kissed her mid-sentence. It took all of her strength to keep talking. “I’m fine, Faith. Go on. I’ll be out in a minute,” she ground out, praying that she would listen.

“Alright. Will do. You’re missing a great party though, so hurry back!”

The second Faith’s footsteps faded, Joe struck, his big paw on the back of Evelyn’s neck pinning her face-down as he upped his tempo, pounding her out with fierce, needy ruts of his hips. “Good girl, you did so good. Now nut on my dick again,” he encouraged with another hard spank to her ass, breathing out soft moans of his own as his own climax beckoned. 

“Oh my fuckin’ god,” Evelyn moaned helplessly into the mattress. Fireworks burst behind her eyelids, her entire body quivering as it exploded from blinding pleasure. Her pussy pulsed and leaked all over his dick, finally dragging him over the edge as well. She’d never heard anything as sexy as his hushed, almost strangled groans as he released inside her, big dick throbbing, emptying his essence into her soaked depths.

For a long moment, neither could move, recovering from the shock of the last several minutes. His hand lightly smacking her ass caught her off guard as he withdrew from her with a satisfied groan. The warmth of his body disappeared, the weight of the small bed easing as he climbed out of it. The ruffle of heavy fabric was loud in the stunned silence of the room as he picked up his shorts and put them back on. Evelyn squeezed her eyes closed, horror dawning as she emerged from her desire-induced stupor and realized what just happened.

Joe cleared his throat awkwardly. "Evie..."

Ignoring him, she rolled out of the bed, hating that her legs wobbled as she stood. She hunted in her purse for a wet wipe, her back deliberately turned as she cleaned up the evidence of their tryst off her body. Without a word, she threw the wipe into the small trash can in the corner, adjusted her bikini top and slid her underwear and pants back on.

"Evie wait, hold on…Evie…Evelyn!" His deep voice rose, more demanding as he sensed her about to run off again. He was quicker, blocking her path to the door before she could. Despite her shame, her ego couldn’t help but swell at how deliciously rumpled he looked, knowing she did that to him. He ran a hand through the strands of hair that had escaped his once neat ponytail. "Look, I still think we should talk," he said.

It took everything in her to not laugh and cry at the same time. “Talk? After this?!” she exclaimed, "I don't know what I was thinking, but this was a huge mistake." More humiliation shot through her as she realized she'd not only let her high school bully fuck her, but they did it raw on a boat filled with her colleagues! Her assistant had almost caught her, too! The embarrassment was suffocating and she needed out asap.

She moved around him but he stopped her again, his hand catching her wrist. "Baby, hear me out." His jaw clenched, his voice hesitant. "I've been beating myself up for a long, long time for what I did to you." He brushed his thumb over the apple of her cheek. “I wanna make things right. Please…let me make it up to you.”

“You can’t. It’s…it’s too late,” Evelyn argued, painfully aware that she was in a losing battle with her emotions.

"No, sweetheart, it ain’t,” Joe insisted. “I leave town in two days. Have dinner with me tomorrow night. I got a lot to apologize for. Give me a chance, Evie. Please."

Her sigh was tired and resigned, recognizing that he was not going to drop this. So she took the easy way out. "Fine. And after that I never want to see or hear from you again."

Joe chuckled, his arm snaking around her waist and drawing her close. This time she didn’t push him off. A good sign. “You already forgot we’re working together soon. Besides, is that really what you want, baby girl?”

She swallowed. “Yes.”

“You sure?” He leaned down and kissed her softly, his soft lips moving sensually against hers. Like butter next to heat, she was melting into him again, kissing him back once, twice, three times, before she jerked away abruptly. “I ain’t your toy no more, Joseph,” she warned, a frown tainting her beautiful face. “Dinner and that’s it. Text me the time and place and I’ll be there.”

“I’ma make you change your mind about me,” he vowed, the arrogance in his baritone reverberating around the room and caressing her skin.

Meeting his eyes dead-on, a defiant smirk crossed her lips as she opened the door. “Oh, I highly doubt that. See you around, N’Stink.” 

How she got back to the upper deck in one piece, she wasn’t sure. It was as though she was floating on air, her body light as air for the first time in ages. Despite her elation, a part of her still worried about this new, interesting step she had taken and where it would lead her. Confusing. Conflicting.

Faith perked up when she returned. “There you are! I was gonna come find you again.” She peered closely at her boss with a concerned expression. “Hey, are you okay? Feel better? You do look a little flushed,” she observed.

“I’m fine.” Evelyn snatched two flutes of champagne from a passing waiter’s tray and gulped both of them down in record time, ignoring Faith’s bewildered gaze. “Do me a favor?”

“Sure,” said Faith, eager to help.

“When we get off this boat, get me the sluttiest dress and stilettos you can find in my size, and a box of Plan B.” 

THE END.

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[briearesea]

Mark Zuckerberg, WHO OWNS OVER 1300 ACRES OF BEACHFRONT LAND IN HAWAII, MORE THAN DOUBLE THE SIZE OF CENTRAL PARK, has donated $626,000 to support affordable housing in Kaua'i.

Dang, a $626,000 donation.....

Wow, a $300,000,000 superyacht. Damn that's a lot more than $626,000.

Dang, 400,000 litres of fuel to travel from San Francisco to Tahiti. Hmm, I wonder what ship diesel prices are like in the bay area?

Convert litres to gallons

$636,000. That is more than his donation to affordable housing.

So zuck spent more than his housing donation just to buy gas for a surfing trip.

Like, sure $626,000 is definitely going to help build an apartment complex, but jesus fucking christ imagine having the means to do so much good in the world but you would rather buy superyachts and spent fuck off huge amounts of money and gas for your dumb fucking boat, then dangle some of your crumbs for the poors to fight over. What a piece of shit, I hope he gets hit by a rogue wave.

*edited after I noticed that I calculated for gallons instead of liters. But my point still stands. My bad, I'm a fucking american, I default to gallons.

[allthebrazilianpolitics]

Can Brazil Convince the World to Tax Billionaire Wealth?

Recent weeks have brought three more eye-popping glimpses of our world’s unconscionable concentration of income and wealth . . .

The fabled luxury automaker Lamborghini, for the first time ever, has sold over 10,000 vehicles in a single year. Lamborghini’s current 2024 Revuelto model starts at $608,358 . . .

Google co-founder Larry Page has just expanded his collection of private islands to five. His latest, a isle that sits between Puerto Rico and the British Virgin Islands, sethim back $32 million . . .

The Austrian design firm Motion Code: Blue has released renderings of a new submersible superyacht that can stay underwater for up to four weeks at a time. The 541-foot-long Migaloo M5 also features a built-in swimming pool, a helipad, and a $2-billion price-tag . . .

Why are Austrian designers devoting their talents to fashioning $2-billion baubles for billionaires? Just one reason: Today’s super rich are sitting on mountains of spendable billions.

And what’s raising those mountains of cash? Researchers at Oxfam have a compelling answer to offer in a just-released new analysis.

“The share of national income going to the top 1 percent of earners in G20 countries has increased by 45 percent over the last four decades,” Oxfam notes. “During the same period, the top tax rates on their incomes has fallen by roughly a third.”

In 2022, Oxfam’s researchers add, the top 1 percent of earners in G20 countries pocketed $18 trillion in income.

Oxfam released all these stats on the eve of this week’s inaugural finance track meeting of G20 financial ministers and central bank chiefs. The “G20” actually includes 21 players, 19 of the world’s most powerful nations, plus the European Union and this year, for the first time, the African Union.

Brazil, the G20 chair for 2024, hosted this week’s meeting in São Paulo — and Brazil’s left-led government of Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva vigorously seized this hosting opportunity. His administration’s ambitious goal? To shove the case for taxing the wealth of our world’s wealthiest onto the world’s political stage.

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In the summer of 1941, the United States sought to leverage its economic dominance over Japan by imposing a full oil embargo on its increasingly threatening rival. The idea was to use overwhelming economic might to avoid a shooting war; in the end, of course, U.S. economic sanctions backed Tokyo into a corner whose only apparent escape was the attack on Pearl Harbor. Boomerangs aren’t the only weapons that can rebound.

Stephanie Baker, a veteran Bloomberg reporter who has spent decades covering Russia, has written a masterful account of recent U.S. and Western efforts to leverage their financial and technological dominance to bend a revanchist Russia to their will. It has not gone entirely to plan. Two and a half years into Russian President Vladimir Putin’s war in Ukraine, Russia’s energy revenues are still humming along, feeding a war machine that finds access to high-tech war materiel, including from the United States. Efforts to pry Putin’s oligarchs away from him have driven them closer. Moscow has faced plenty of setbacks, most recently by losing control of a chunk of its own territory near Kursk, but devastating sanctions have not been one of them.

Punishing Putin: Inside the Global Economic War to Bring Down Russia is first and foremost a flat-out rollicking read, the kind of book you press on friends and family with proselytizing zeal. Baker draws on decades of experience and shoe-leather reporting to craft the best account of the Western sanctions campaign yet. Her book is chock-full of larger-than-life characters, sanctioned superyachts, dodgy Cypriot enablers, shadow fleets, and pre-dawn raids.

More than a good tale, it is a clinical analysis of the very tricky balancing acts that lie behind deploying what has become Washington’s go-to weapon. The risky decision just after the invasion to freeze over $300 billion in central bank holdings and cut off the Russian banking system hurt Moscow, sure. But even Deputy National Security Advisor Daleep Singh, one of the architects of the Biden administration’s response, told National Security Advisor Jake Sullivan that he feared the sanctions’ “catastrophic success” could blow up global financial markets. And that was before the West decided to take aim at Russia’s massive oil and gas exports, which it did with a series of half-hearted measures beginning later that year.

The bigger reason to cherish Punishing Putin is that it offers a glimpse into the world to come as great-power competition resurges with a vengeance. The U.S. rivalry with China plays out, for now, in fights over duties, semiconductors, and antimony. As Singh tells Baker, “We don’t want that conflict to play out through military channels, so it’s more likely to play out through the weaponization of economic tools—sanctions, export controls, tariffs, price caps, investment restrictions.”

The weaponization of economic tools, as Baker writes, may have started more than a millennium ago when another economic empire was faced with problematic upstarts. In 432 B.C., Athens, the Greek power and trading state supreme, levied a strict trade embargo on the city-state of Megara, an ally of Sparta—a move that, according to some scholars, sparked the Peloponnesian War. (Athens couldn’t break the habit: Not long after, it again bigfooted a neighbor, telling Melos that the “strong do what they can, and the weak suffer what they must.”) The irony of course is that Athens, the naval superpower, eventually lost the war to its main rival thanks to a maritime embargo.

It can be tempting to leverage economic tools, but it is difficult to turn them into a precision weapon, or even avoid them becoming counterproductive. The British empire’s 19th-century naval stranglehold and love of blockades helped bring down Napoleon but started a small war with the United States in the process.

Britain was never shy about using its naval and financial might to throw its weight around, but even the pound sterling never acquired the centrality that the U.S. dollar has today in a much bigger, much more integrated system of global trade and finance. That “exorbitant privilege,” in the words of French statesman Giscard D’Estaing, enabled the post-World War II United States to take both charitable (the Marshall Plan, for starters) and punitive economic statecraft to new heights.

The embargoes on Communist Cuba or revolutionary Iran were just opening acts, it turned out, for a turbocharged U.S. approach to leveraging its financial hegemony that finally flourished with the so-called war on terror and rogue states, a story well-told in books such as Juan Zarate’s Treasury Goes to War or Richard Nephew’s The Art of Sanctions. 

Osama bin Laden is dead, Kabul is lost, Cuba’s still communist, and a Kim still runs North Korea, but the love of sanctions has never waned in Washington. If anything, given an aversion to casualties and a perennial quest for low-cost ways to impose its will, Washington has grown even fonder of using economic sticks with abandon. The use of sanctions rose under President Barack Obama, and again under Donald Trump; the Biden administration has not only orchestrated the unprecedented suite of sanctions on Putin’s Russia, but also taken Trump’s trade war with China even further.

Despite U.S. sanctions’ mixed record, the almighty dollar can certainly strike fear in countries that are forced to toe a punitive line they might otherwise try to skirt. Banks in third countries—say, a big French lender—could be forced to uphold Washington’s sanctions on Iran regardless of what French policy might dictate. Those so-called secondary sanctions raise hackles at times in places such as Paris and Berlin, prompting periodic calls for “financial sovereignty” from the tyranny of the greenback. But little has changed. Countries that want to continue having functioning banks have little choice but to act as the enforcers of Washington’s will.

What is genuinely surprising, as Baker chronicles, is that the growth of sanctions as the premier tool of U.S. foreign policy has not been matched by a commensurate growth in the corps of people charged with drafting and enforcing them. The Office of Foreign Assets Control, the Treasury Department’s main sanctions arm, is overworked and understaffed. A lesser-known but equally important branch, the Commerce Department’s Bureau of Industry and Security, struggles to vet a vast array of export controls and restrictions with a stagnant staff and stillborn budget. Post-Brexit Britain has faced even steeper challenges in leaping onto the Western sanctions bandwagon, having to recreate in the past few years a new body almost from scratch to enforce novel economic punishments.

Punishing Putin is not, despite the book’s subtitle, about an effort to “bring down” Russia. The sanctions—ranging from individual travel and financial bans on Kremlin oligarchs to asset forfeiture to sweeping measures intended to kneecap the ruble and drain Moscow’s coffers—are ultimately meant to weaken Putin’s ability to continue terrorizing his neighbor. In that sense, they are not working.

One of the strengths of Punishing Putin is Baker’s seeming ability to have spoken with nearly everybody important on those economic frontlines. She details the spadework that took place in Washington, London, and Brussels even before Russian tanks and missiles flew across Ukraine’s borders in February 2022, and especially in the fraught days and weeks afterward. It takes a special gift to make technocrats into action heroes.

The bulk of Baker’s wonderful book centers on the fight to sanction and undermine the oligarchs loyal to Putin who have helped prop up his kleptocracy. Perhaps, as Baker suggests, Western thinking was that whacking the oligarchs would lead to a palace coup against Putin. There was a coup, but not from the oligarchs—and it ended first with a whimper and then a mid-air bang.

There are a couple of problems with that approach, as Baker lays out in entertaining chronicles of hunts for superyachts and Jersey Island holding companies. First, it’s tricky to actually seize much of the ill-gotten billions in oligarch hands; the U.S. government is spending millions of dollars on upkeep for frozen superyachts, for example, but can’t yet turn them into money for Ukraine. And second, the offensive has not split the oligarchs from Putin: To the contrary, a Kremlin source tells Baker, “his power is much stronger because now they’re in his hands.”

At any rate, while the hunt for $60 billion or so in gaudy loot is fun to read about, the real sanctions fight is over Russia’s frozen central bank reserves—two-thirds of which are in the European Union—and the ongoing efforts to strangle its energy revenues without killing the global economy. Baker is outstanding on these big issues, whether that’s with a Present at the Creation-esque story of the fight over Russia’s reserves and the ensuing battle to seize them, or an explanation of the fiendishly complicated details of the “oil price cap” that hasn’t managed to cap Russian oil revenues much at all. More on those bigger fights would have made a remarkable book a downright stunner.

The Western sanctions on Russia, as sweeping and unprecedented as they are, have not ended Putin’s ability to prosecute the war. They have made life more difficult for ordinary Russians and brought down Russia’s energy export revenues, but they have not yet severed the sinews of war. “But, in fact, the West didn’t hit Russia with the kitchen sink,” Baker writes. Greater enforcement of sanctions, especially on energy, will be crucial to ratchet up the pressure and start to actually punish Putin, she argues. The one thing that is unlikely is that the sanctions battle will end anytime soon—not with Putin’s Russia, and not with other revisionist great powers such as China, whose one potential weakness is the asymmetric might of U.S. money.

“As long as Putin is sitting in the Kremlin,” Baker concludes, “the economic war will continue.”

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Bezos Acquires $80 Million Gulfstream G700 Private Jet

The Amazon founder expands his aviation fleet with the latest luxury offering, sparking discussions on sustainability

Jeff Bezos, the Amazon founder and one of the wealthiest individuals on the planet, has reportedly added another luxury item to his impressive collection: a Gulfstream G700 private jet priced at around $80 million. This latest acquisition marks the fourth private jet added to his extensive fleet, which reportedly includes two Gulfstream G650 models and a Pilatus PC-24.

The Gulfstream G700 is touted as one of the most advanced private jets on the market, boasting state-of-the-art technology and luxurious amenities. With the ability to travel up to 7,750 nautical miles, it promises to cover vast distances with ease, making it ideal for someone with Bezos's global commitments.

Among its impressive features are five spacious living areas, including a grand suite complete with its own shower, and multiple entertainment zones. It also incorporates new technological advancements, including whisper-quiet engines and air purification systems, meant to create the most comfortable flying experience possible.

Bezos took delivery of the G700 on July 10, 2024, with FAA certification following shortly thereafter. Not wanting to draw attention to his purchase, he utilized the Federal Aviation Administration's Privacy ICAO Aircraft Address (PIA) program, which masks aircraft identities and makes their flight histories less traceable.

Despite these efforts, flight tracking enthusiast Jack Sweeney, known for tracking celebrity jets, quickly reported on Bezos’s new acquisition. By August 20, the G700 had reportedly completed 28 flights, generating approximately 264 tons of carbon emissions—about 17 times the average annual carbon footprint of the average American.

This significant carbon output has reignited conversations about the environmental impact of private jet travel, especially with previous reports linking Bezos's ownership of his Koru superyacht to extravagant carbon emissions. Last year, it was pointed out the yacht emitted 1,500 times more greenhouse gases than the average person.

***No worries, he still sponsors the Climate Pledge Arena in Seattle.. So, no worries, total win/win... He can afford a few cheat days of flying and boating... Many of his warehouse workers sleep in their cars.. But hey...

Seattle’s Climate Pledge Arena makes climate history

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The richest 1% flaunt their excessive wealth by polluting on the rest of us. These mega wealthy individuals have been dubbed "the polluter elite".

The richest 1% of humanity is responsible for more carbon emissions than the poorest 66%, with dire consequences for vulnerable communities and global efforts to tackle the climate emergency, a report says. The most comprehensive study of global climate inequality ever undertaken shows that this elite group, made up of 77 million people including billionaires, millionaires and those paid more than US$140,000 (£112,500) a year, accounted for 16% of all CO2 emissions in 2019 – enough to cause more than a million excess deaths due to heat, according to the report. For the past six months, the Guardian has worked with Oxfam, the Stockholm Environment Institute and other experts on an exclusive basis to produce a special investigation, The Great Carbon Divide. [ ... ] The Oxfam report shows that while the wealthiest 1% tend to live climate-insulated, air-conditioned lives, their emissions – 5.9bn tonnes of CO2 in 2019 – are responsible for immense suffering. Using a “mortality cost” formula – used by the US Environmental Protection Agency, among others – of 226 excess deaths worldwide for every million tonnes of carbon, the report calculates that the emissions from the 1% alone would be enough to cause the heat-related deaths of 1.3 million people over the coming decades. Over the period from 1990 to 2019, the accumulated emissions of the 1% were equivalent to wiping out last year’s harvests of EU corn, US wheat, Bangladeshi rice and Chinese soya beans. The suffering falls disproportionately upon people living in poverty, marginalised ethnic communities, migrants and women and girls, who live and work outside or in homes vulnerable to extreme weather, according to the research. [ ... ] “The super-rich are plundering and polluting the planet to the point of destruction and it is those who can least afford it who are paying the highest price,” said Chiara Liguori, Oxfam’s senior climate justice policy adviser. The twin crises of climate and inequality were “fuelling one another”, she said.

The Top 1% may be bad, but the Top 0.1% are proportionately far worse.

The report says this is bad news for the climate on multiple levels. The extravagant carbon footprint of the 0.1% – from superyachts, private jets and mansions to space flights and doomsday bunkers – is 77 times higher than the upper level needed for global warming to peak at 1.5C. The corporate shares of many super-rich are highly polluting. This elite also wield enormous and growing political power by owning media organisations and social networks, hiring advertising and PR agencies and lobbyists, and mixing socially with senior politicians, who are also often members of the richest 1%, according to the report.

By owning large media entities, they exert great influence on public policy by manipulating the news narrative. We're looking at you Rupert Murdoch and Elon Musk.

They want to distract you with irrelevant trivia rather than let you focus on their complicity in the problems they themselves perpetuate. Culture wars and glib irrelevancies like "but her emails!" and "Biden's age" are components in the toolkit of the climate-denying industrial complex.

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A once-in-a-lifetime diamond, the Pink Star–a 59.60-carat vivid pink diamond–sold for $71.2 million at Sotheby’s Hong Kong in April 2017. It remains the largest, best-quality pink diamond known to exist, and industry experts say there will never be another one like it.

The pink diamond’s sale price made international investors take notice of rare diamonds as an asset class. With all the turmoil in the world, it’s a discreet way to store or move cash. You can’t say that about a superyacht or a Picasso painting.

The diamond was sold to Hong Kong jeweler Chow Tai Fook, who named it the CTF Pink after the company’s initials and founder.

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as much as i hate ragging on usqkericans for shit outside their control, i hate the us much much more

last year a 60 pqck of eggs at walmart cost like $6, maybe $10 at most where i am

today the price has been rocketed up to TWENTY FUCKING DOLLARS

i hate this country and inflation is stupid. they should be jaxking up prices on superyachts and pricate jets but no. the people that have to pinch pennies to survive get the butt end of things

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What Should You Know Before Reserving a Private Yacht in Phuket?

Often called the "Pearl of the Andaman," Phuket is an ideal location for anyone looking for luxury, adventure, and unspoiled natural beauty. One of the most unforgettable ways to tour the gorgeous islands, blue seas, and secret coves in the area is Phuket Boat charters.

Information You Should Know Before Scheduling a Private Yacht Trip to Phuket

Some elements should be taken into account to guarantee a seamless and fun trip even before entering into this special experience.

●      Types of Yachts Available

Everyone has a special appeal and use. For those who enjoy the peace of wind-powered travel, sailing yachts are perfect; motor yachts offer speed and luxury, therefore facilitating the covering of more locations in less time. Families or groups would find catamarans' stability and roomy designs ideal. Often including modern conveniences, personal chefs, and on-board entertainment, luxury superyachts appeal to people looking for a totally luxurious experience. The group size, budget, and preferred vacation style will all affect the kind of boat one chooses. Knowing the choices guarantees the fit for the event and personal tastes.

●      Knowing the Expenses

Phuket's private boat charters range greatly in cost depending on the size, kind, age, amenities, and condition of the yacht. Usually covering the boat hire, crew wages, and basic fuel for the itinerary are charter fees. Still, extra expenses could include water sports equipment rentals, advanced provisioning allowances (APA) for food and beverages, and dockage fees. Before deciding on the booking, make clear the inclusions and exclusions. Talking about the budget with the charter business helps guarantee the experience fits financial expectations and helps avoid surprises.

●      Optimal Routines

A portal to some of the most amazing locations in Southeast Asia, Phuket is Popular paths include day journeys to Phang Nga Bay, with its famous limestone karsts and emerald waters, or excursions to the Similan Islands, noted for world-class diving and snorkeling. Multi-day charters could travel far out to the calm waters of the Andaman Islands or visit the Phi Phi Islands, noted for their rich marine life and remote beaches. By discussing preferred locations and experiences with the charter business, one can design a customized schedule that best maximizes the trip.

●      Team and Services

Any private yacht experience is much enhanced by the crew. Typically featuring a captain, deckhands, and sometimes a cook, most boats feature a professional team. While their local knowledge improves the trip with insider advice on the finest locations for swimming, diving, or simply soaking in the sights, the crew's experience guarantees flawless sailing. Talking ahead of the team about dietary preferences, exercise schedules, and any specific demands helps to produce a unique and unforgettable experience.

●      Tips for Booking

Phuket's peak yachting season runs from November to April, at which time calm waves and the dry season coincides. Booking early in this season will help to guarantee the best vessels and itineraries. Though charters are usually more reasonably priced for off-season visitors, weather should be taken into account.

Conclusion

When choosing a Luxury Private Yacht Charters company, give those with stellar ratings for professionalism and safety first priority. Thorough reading of contracts guarantees openness, particularly with reference to insurance and cancellation rules. Unmatched adventure is what exploring Phuket aboard a private yacht offers. This opulent trip can produce a lifetime of memories with good preparation and the correct attitude.

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Luxury Yachts for Sale in Dubai Your Gateway to Elegance and Adventure

Dubai, a city synonymous with opulence, is one of the world's premier destinations for luxury living and extravagant lifestyles. Nestled on the Arabian Gulf, it is the ultimate playground for yachting enthusiasts. If you’re in the market for a luxury yacht, Dubai offers an unparalleled range of options that blend world-class craftsmanship, cutting-edge technology, and unmatched elegance.

Why Choose Dubai for Your Yacht Purchase?

Dubai's strategic location and vibrant marine culture make it a hub for yachting. Boasting state-of-the-art marinas like Dubai Marina, Port Rashid, and Jumeirah Beach, the city provides exceptional docking facilities and services. The warm climate and calm waters of the Arabian Gulf make it an ideal location for year-round cruising. Moreover, Dubai is home to renowned yacht builders and dealers who offer a wide selection of vessels, from sleek speedboats to extravagant mega yachts.

A Diverse Range of Yachts

Whether you're a first-time buyer or a seasoned sailor, Dubai's yacht market caters to every preference. Buyers can choose from:

Luxury Motor Yachts: Ideal for those seeking comfort and performance, these yachts feature spacious interiors, modern amenities, and impressive speeds.

Sailing Yachts: Perfect for adventurers who enjoy the charm of traditional sailing.

Superyachts and Mega Yachts: Designed for ultimate luxury, these floating palaces come with amenities like private pools, jacuzzis, and helipads.

Custom Yachts: Tailored to your personal style and needs, these bespoke vessels are the epitome of exclusivity.

What to Consider When Buying a Yacht

Purchasing a yacht in Dubai involves several considerations:

Budget: Yachts vary greatly in price depending on size, brand, and features.

Purpose: Whether you want a yacht for leisure, hosting events, or long-distance travel will influence your choice.

Maintenance: Owning a yacht requires upkeep; many sellers in Dubai provide maintenance packages.

The Ultimate Yachting Experience

Owning a yacht in Dubai isn’t just about luxury; it’s a lifestyle. Whether you're cruising along the glittering skyline, hosting lavish parties, or exploring the serene islands nearby, a yacht offers unparalleled freedom and adventure.

Explore the best yachts for sale in Dubai and transform your dreams of luxury sailing into reality. With the city's exceptional offerings, you’re guaranteed an experience that’s as lavish as it is unforgettable.

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Discover Your Perfect Thai City Match: A Guide to Thailand’s Urban Gems

As the kingdom of Thailand unfolds before you like the pages of an ancient manuscript, each city tells its own captivating tale. From the misty mountains of the north to the crystal waters of the south, these urban narratives weave together a tapestry of tantalizing possibilities - each thread carefully spun to beckon a different kind of dreamer.

Whether you're planning your next tropical vacation or considering a relocation to the Land of Smiles, let this guide help you discover the Thai city that perfectly matches your unique lifestyle and aspirations. Dive in and find your perfect urban soulmate!

Chiang Mai: Where Ancient Wisdom Meets Digital Dreams

In the ancient walled city of Chiang Mai, where morning mist clings to temple spires like delicate silk, a new generation of seekers has found their sanctuary. Here, digital nomads tap away at laptops in centuries-old coffee houses, while [wellness enthusiasts] flow through sun-dappled yoga studios housed in traditional teak structures.

The city whispers to those who listen closely - spiritual wanderers drawn to saffron-robed monks gliding through narrow alleyways, nature lovers who hear the call of waterfalls cascading through nearby mountains. But beware the season of burning, when the air grows thick with the breath of smoldering fields, sending sensitive souls seeking temporary refuge elsewhere.

 Bangkok: The City That Never Exhales

Bangkok rises from the plains like a dragon of steel and glass, its scales glittering with neon and gold leaf. This is where ambitious dreams take flight, where entrepreneurs and culture seekers collide in an intoxicating dance of old and new. Street food vendors serve ancient recipes beneath towering skyscrapers, while centuries-old temples stand guard over gleaming shopping malls.

This city belongs to the restless, the ambitious, those who find poetry in chaos and opportunity in crowds. But be warned - Bangkok's embrace comes at a price, measured in both baht and patience, as traffic crawls through arteries of concrete and steel.

Pattaya: Where Sunset Meets Spotlight

Along the curved bay of Pattaya, retirement dreams mingle with nightlife fantasies. By day, retirees stroll along manicured beaches, their faces turned toward the gentle sea breeze. As twilight falls, the city transforms, donning sequins and neon like a dancer preparing for their nightly performance.

This is a tale of two cities - one of peaceful beachside living, another of endless entertainment. Choose your chapter wisely, for while some find paradise in Pattaya's dual nature, others may seek quieter shores.

Phuket: Pearl of the Andaman

Phuket floats in the Andaman Sea like a jewel in Thailand's crown, its beaches strung like pearls along the coastline. Here, luxury whispers from private villa pools and haute cuisine restaurants, while adventure beckons from crystal waters teeming with marine life.

This island writes its story in grand gestures - superyachts anchored in azure bays, remote workers tapping away in beachfront offices with million-dollar views. But paradise comes with a price tag, and high season brings a flood of tourists seeking their slice of heaven.

Koh Samui: The Wellness Warrior's Paradise

Emerald waters lap at white sand shores while palm fronds whisper ancient secrets - welcome to Koh Samui , where come to heal body and soul. This island moves to the rhythm of yoga flows and meditation bells, its air perfumed with lemongrass and possibility.

But isolation is both blessing and curse on this tropical haven. Those seeking constant connection to the mainland may find the island's embrace too tight, while others discover that disconnection is exactly what their soul required.

Hua Hin: The Gentle Coast

Like a graceful dowager of Thailand's resort towns, Hua Hin offers refinement without pretension. Here, retirees and families find their rhythm in the gentle lap of waves against wide beaches, in the satisfying thwack of golf balls across manicured greens.

This is not a story of wild adventures or pulsing nightlife - rather, it's a tale of contentment, of finding joy in small moments and peace in routine. Those seeking excitement may find the pace too languid, but for many, this is precisely the point.

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Each city in Thailand's urban constellation calls to different seekers, different dreamers. The key lies not in finding the "best" destination, but in matching the rhythm of a place to the beat of your own heart. Whether you're planning a brief sojourn or seeking a new home, let the story of these cities guide you to your perfect chapter in the Land of Smiles.

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New Zealand's Most EXPENSIVE Treasures REVEALED

New Zealand's Most EXPENSIVE Treasures REVEALED https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TlbDpAAytAY Discover the ten priciest treasures in New Zealand! This video highlights the epitome of luxury, from a breathtaking $40 million penthouse to a luxurious $22 million superyacht and even a $10,000 bottle of wine. Join us as we delve into these extraordinary items and explore the lavish lifestyle that New Zealand has to offer. Don't forget to like and share this video if you enjoyed the luxury journey! #newzealand #luxury #prices #treasures #penthouse #living #superyacht #expensive #wine #luxuriouslifestyle via Top Viral https://www.youtube.com/channel/UClbTtzALtMT8AsToyJnTRGA October 10, 2024 at 07:00AM

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Exploring Yacht Rental Prices in Dubai: What to Expect

Dubai will appeal to you if you are one of those who wants to live in luxury amidst the skyscrapers and enchanting beaches. It is also one of the top locations for boat rentals. So, if you wish to rent a yacht to arrange special or corporate events or enjoy yourself on the water, you may prefer this place. The key to not blowing a lot of money is knowing exactly how any rental boat will be priced. In the following article, we discuss in detail what to look at for the cost of yacht booking in Dubai.

Factors Determining the Price of A Yatch

Several factors determine the cost of a particular service. The price of chartering a yacht is equally a function of certain variables. Let us explore these underlying issues so that you can choose a vessel that will closely meet your briefs and requirements.

1. Type and Size of Yacht

By far, the two most critical factors that govern the cost of chartering any seacraft are its size and category or type. Except for large superyachts for up to sixty passengers, You may consider different sizes of the yachts available. The price of yacht booking in Dubai typically goes higher for larger yachts. The high end of the scale for renting luxury yachts could run as high as AED 10,000 an hour, while their small counterparts could range from AED 1,000 to AED 2,000.

Of course, the price would depend on which boat one wants. Some yachts are motorized and provide speed and modern luxuries; these are more expensive than typical sailing vessels. Though priced slightly above standard vessels, catamarans are more stable and roomy.

2. How Long You Want to Rent It

This expense will vary considerably based on the length of time you wish to remain on a yacht. Most Dubai yacht rentals provide options for renting out vessels. You can book by the hour, for half a day, the whole day, or even multiple at a time. They are commonly rented out by the hour, but you'll receive a slight discount for using them for an entire day, or more. The cost of renting a yacht for a whole day might only make you spend from AED 15,000 to the most pegged at AED 30,000. 

3. Best time to Rent: 

For most people, luxury matters when renting a yacht in Dubai. More people charter yachts in Dubai during the peak season, from November to March. Most tourists are in the city to experience the luxury lifestyle and the much-awaited warm weather. Hence, prices may go up. Compared to this period of the year, summer months, typically from June to August, have reduced rates due to the roasting weather and lower demand.

4. Comforts and Benefits

It also includes the amenities and services bundled with the boat for rent. While the most deluxe and expensive packages would consist of catering, water equipment for sports, entertainment onboard, and crew in the form of cooks and hostesses, the most basic but fundamental hire of a yacht would only come with a boat, a skipper, and fuel.

For example, yacht booking in Dubai may be priced higher if it includes gourmet dining, water sports like jet-skiing or snorkeling, and entertainment such as live music or a disc jockey. You'd want to know what services are included in your rental price so that certain surprise costs won't be extravagant.

5. Special Occasions and Customizations

Personalization and decoration add value to a yacht charter for corporate events, weddings, birthday parties, etc. Most Dubai yacht rental companies offer these personalization services. These can vary from a fireworks display to a live performance, a themed celebration, and many other personalization in decorations. All these items come at an added cost, so you must decide on the budget.

Here is an estimated breakdown of yacht rental costs in Dubai:

Small Yachts: AED 1,000–AED 2,500 an hour for a maximum of 15 people

Medium-sized yachts: AED 2,500–AED 7,000 an hour for 15–30 people

b AED 7,000–AED 15,000 an hour and more with over 30 people.

For example, charter prices of top-range superyachts vary from AED 15,000 to more than AED 50,000 an hour when size and facilities are fully stretched.

Ways to  Save Money on Booking 

Renting a Yacht in Dubai proves to be a little expensive, but there are ways through which you could get maximum value for money:

Book Soon: The earlier you book your yacht, the better the deals and availability. This trick is helpful in the peak season.

Price comparison: You don't have to jump at the first solution you come across. The effort you will need to put into comparing the prices for different boat rental companies will definitely pay off.

Off-peak season: If your schedule allows it, consider renting during off-peak months to save some bucks.

Bargain: Given the competitive environment, all forms of bargaining are seldom possible in Dubai yacht charters. More importantly, you can do it in case of a long or off-peak booking.

Group Bookings: When traveling with friends or family, you can share a large-capacity boat at a better price, thus splitting up the cost of the group.

Conclusion

It makes the best sense to explore the wonderful coastline of Dubai while chartering a boat. Yachts can be available according to one's pocket. Still, considerable diversity appears in the pricing as it depends on the size of the boat, the duration, and the type of facilities being provided on the yacht. This condition means that the prices will differ with variables such as the season and the ladling of the services. Knowing its cost structure, with variables like season and services offered, helps make the right decision. Now you know exactly how to make a yacht booking in Dubai for an unforgettable experience.

The Dubai yacht rental market offers everything from the joy of a happening celebration to the beauty and magic of the ocean. Proper planning and thinking are essential to getting the right yacht that meets all your requirements and gives good value for the money. Opt for OneClickDrive to rent a yacht in Dubai and receive the most amazing discounts and offers. OCD provides the best deals on boat rentals in Dubai. Depending on the season and your requirements, these offers may vary. For more information, visit their website.

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How Much To Rent A Yacht For The Day

Renting a yacht for a day is the epitome of luxury and adventure, offering the opportunity to explore the open waters in style and comfort. Whether cruising along the coastline, anchoring in secluded coves, or basking in the sun on the deck, a yacht charter promises an unforgettable experience for those seeking to escape the ordinary and indulge in the extraordinary. But how much does it cost to rent a yacht for the day?

The price of renting a yacht for a day can vary widely depending on a multitude of factors, including the size and type of yacht, its amenities and features, the location and duration of the charter, as well as additional services and provisions. Yacht charters typically fall into several categories based on their size and amenities, ranging from smaller motor yachts and sailing vessels to larger luxury yachts and superyachts. Each category offers a different level of comfort, luxury, and performance, with corresponding price points to match.

For those seeking a more intimate and budget-friendly option, smaller motor yachts and sailing vessels can be chartered for as little as a few hundred to a few thousand dollars per day. These vessels typically accommodate smaller groups of passengers and offer basic amenities such as cabins, bathrooms, and outdoor seating areas. While they may lack the lavish features of their larger counterparts, they still provide a comfortable and enjoyable experience for day trips and excursions along the coast.

On the other end of the spectrum, luxury yachts and superyachts offer the ultimate in opulence and extravagance, with prices ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of dollars per day or more. These magnificent vessels boast expansive decks, spacious cabins, gourmet kitchens, state-of-the-art entertainment systems, and a wide array of water toys and recreational equipment. From onboard spas and jacuzzis to helipads and infinity pools, the amenities and features of luxury yachts are limited only by the imagination—and the budget—of the charterer.

In addition to the size and type of yacht, the location and duration of the charter also play a significant role in determining the cost. Yacht charters in popular and high-demand destinations such as the Mediterranean, the Caribbean, or South East Florida tend to command higher prices due to the abundance of luxury amenities, stunning scenery, and exclusive ports of call. Likewise, longer charters spanning multiple days or weeks typically offer more favorable rates per day compared to shorter excursions.

In addition to the base charter fee, there are often additional costs and expenses to consider when renting a yacht for the day. These may include fuel charges, docking fees, crew gratuities, taxes, insurance, and provisioning for food, beverages, and other onboard supplies. Some charters also offer optional add-ons and services such as gourmet catering, private chefs, professional photographers, water sports instructors, and guided excursions, which can further enhance the charter experience but come at an additional cost.

Ultimately, the cost of renting a yacht for the day is as diverse and varied as the yachts themselves, with options available to suit every budget, taste, and preference. Whether it's a modest motor yacht for a leisurely cruise along the coast or a luxurious superyacht for an extravagant celebration or special occasion, the experience of chartering a yacht is truly priceless—a fleeting moment of bliss and indulgence that will be cherished for a lifetime.