
A little height changes what you see of the bay. From the slope above Dobrota the water reads as a mountain lake, closed at both ends, with ships crossing it slowly and the fortifications on the far shore picked out in light after dark. This is also the sunny side of Boka: the eastern shore faces west, so it holds the afternoon light long after the villages opposite have gone into shadow, which is part of why the old captains built here.
Ten minutes downhill puts you on the promenade, a level path that follows the shore for several kilometres past stone moles, walled gardens and the palaces of eighteenth-century sea captains, with cafés and restaurants at intervals along it. Twenty minutes further south are the gates of the old town. The seasons here are more distinct than the coast usually manages: mimosa in February, oleander and the first serious heat in June, figs and pomegranates over the walls in September, and a wet, green, almost empty bay through the winter.
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