The Idea
Good company shouldn't be this hard to find.
The name
Vana is an old Sanskrit word for the forest, the grove, the gathering place. nirvana is the clearing on the far side of it, the moment you step out of the noise. A Vana weekend sits at the threshold between the two. You arrive on Friday still carrying the week. By Sunday you've put it down.
Somewhere along the way, meeting people worth knowing turned into a choice between bad options.
Members' clubs charge a small fortune to leave you in a beautiful room with no real way to talk to anyone. The right people, and no way in.
Group trips seat you with whoever else paid the deposit, on an itinerary you'd never have chosen. By day two you're checking the trains home.
Dating events fill a room with people who all bought a ticket and all slightly want something. Anyone can walk in, and you can feel it.
Vana is different. A dozen people, chosen with care, at a house worth the drive. Everything is handled, and nobody wants anything from you. You don't have to meet anyone, and nothing has to come of it. Most people just have the best weekend they've had in years. The only promise is the company.
