Twenty metres from the sand puts you on Petrovac's promenade, which is where the town spends its evenings. The walkway runs the length of the reddish-sand bay, lined with cafés, ice cream counters and restaurant terraces, and fills after seven with the slow circuit of people coming off the beach — locals, regulars from Serbia and Bosnia who have summered here for decades, and a smaller share of foreign visitors than Budva sees.
By day the appeal is straightforward: sand that shelves gently, calm water in a bay sheltered by pine-covered headlands on both sides, and boats running out to the islets and along the coast to beaches with no road access. The Kastio, a squat Venetian fort, closes the southern end of the beach and doubles as a bar in the evenings, and a Roman floor mosaic survives a few streets inland from the villa that stood here in antiquity. The food follows the Paštrovići pattern — grilled fish and squid, prosciutto and cheese from the hills behind, local red wine — and the kitchens stay open late. Lučice cove is ten minutes' walk one way, the long shingle of Buljarica a couple of kilometres the other.
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