
Skočidjevojka is a scatter of old stone houses on the most exposed cape of the Budva riviera, halfway between Sveti Stefan and Petrovac and belonging to neither. The name means the girl's leap, after the local story — written down by the nineteenth-century Paštrović author Stjepan Mitrov Ljubiša — of a girl who threw herself from the cliff over an impossible love. The setting matches the story: bare rock, macchia, olive and cypress, and open Adriatic on three sides.
This is Paštrovići country, the old coastal district that kept its own assembly and customs under Venice, and its churches and monasteries are strung along the ridge road above, Reževići among them. The coast below is the real draw. Unmarked coves at the foot of the cliffs are reachable on foot in about ten minutes and are usually empty, and Drobni Pijesak, one of the finest sand beaches on this stretch, lies two kilometres away in a cove of its own. Sveti Stefan's walled islet and Petrovac's promenade sit five kilometres in either direction, so dinner out is easy — but the point of an address like this is how little happens on it after dark.
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