
Sand is rare on the Montenegrin coast, and Igalo has some of it. Fifty metres from this address the shore shelves gently into water that warms early and stays shallow a long way out, which is why families with small children keep returning and also why the mud that made the town famous forms here at all. The grey peloid lifted from the seabed just off this shoreline is the basis of the treatments at the rehabilitation institute nearby, and on hot afternoons you still see bathers coating themselves with it before rinsing off in the sea.
Behind the beach the streets are ordinary in a useful way: bakeries, a pharmacy, tourist agencies, supermarkets and cafes that stay open long after the last swim. The seafront walkway carries you east toward Herceg Novi past sports courts and pine shade; in the other direction the coast road runs on to Njivice and the Sutorina valley. Eat where the menus are short, grilled fish, octopus baked under the sač, lamb, and buy fruit from the stands rather than the shops. Evenings are unhurried here. The sea flattens, the far shore of the bay takes the last light, and the promenade slowly fills.
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