
Half a kilometre of shoreline separates this address from the old town gates, and the sea is closer still. Swimming in the Bay of Kotor is unlike the open Adriatic: there is no tide and almost no swell, so the surface is often mirror-flat at breakfast time, and cold mountain springs surface near the shore in patches that will wake you up. Bathing is from stone and concrete platforms rather than sand, with ladders into water deep enough to dive into.
The town itself is the other half of the day. Its marble lanes stay cool even in August, and the resident cats, which have their own small museum, treat them as their own. Culture here is not confined to the churches: summer brings the KotorArt festival into the squares and churchyards, and in August the Boka Night fills the bay with decorated boats and fireworks. Local guides run walks that make more sense of the fortifications than any signboard, and the same waterfront that lands the fish sends boats out to Perast, the Verige narrows and the outer bay.
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