I promise – we do not spend all our time on vacation. Brendan works his tail off at his day job, and my days and weeks are filled so full I rarely have downtime. So we take advantage of every possible weekend away, especially during the summer months, and especially while we’re only three hours from the amazing Croatian coast.
Which is exactly what we did (again) towards the end of August. Brendan was craving some complete downtime – absolutely nothing planned – so we decided on the Croatian island Korčula, off the southern portion of the country’s coastline, near the island of Hvar. We wanted a little apartment, preferably in a sleepy village with private water access and at least one restaurant. Enter Ante’s place in Račišće, a great little town tucked into a cove about 20 minutes west of Korčula Town.
It. Was. Perfect. We spent multiple days sprawled on our private pier soaking in the sun, reading books and jumping in the water when the day got too hot.
We did make one venture to the island’s claim to fame, Korčula Town.
One would think spending time in so many Venitian walled cities on the Adriatic would cause them to blur together, and almost jade travelers to the never-ending rotation up and down the coast. But it doesn’t! They’re all so unique, and Korčula Town was no exception.
Designed and built with a herringbone pattern, Korčula Town’s layout allows for cooling breezes in the summer, but wards off cold streams in the winter – quite ingenious. We had a great time exploring all the city’s alleyways and shopping the little boutiques.
On one of our last days, we decided to leave our lovely little bay in Račišće and search out an actual beach.
We climbed to the top of the island mountain range than pretty much drove straight south to an area with a plethora of beaches, coves and bays to choose from.
Pupnatska Luka fit the bill – mostly deserted with crystal clear blue water. Seriously, there is no bad swimming on the Adriatic!
Before heading out to our last island dinner, we hit the trails around Račišće to get in one last run (we were training for a marathon, after all), and came across more gorgeous scenery.
I mean, it’s ridiculous. The run and fresh seafood dinner was an excellent finish to our last summer weekend away together. Bring on the cold!