Sailing The Adriatic Sea

Adriatic Sea

Have you ever felt feeling of the freedom that sea gives while sailing? It is an incredible emotion, to be surrounded by this vast space of water while the wind would whip around and push your boat into the unknown. I have been sailing for quite a few years and can't get enough it.

During my sea travels, I was fortunate enough to find the time and explore the jewel of the Europe – Adriatic sea. The coastlines of so many countries touch the Adriatic waters, each of them having their own cuisine, culture and other perks. I took time to document some of my limited experiences in each of the countries I managed to visit during my time at Adriatic sea.


Rimini. This is where my journey started, boarding my boat and set sails into the, to me, unknown sea. Italians are wonderful people, filled with the carelessness of the world, serving you with smiles and wishes of a good journey.

I tried many kinds of pasta there, as well as Pizzas, Cappuccino, Ossobuco and, my personal favorite, Cappon Magro, which I would recommend to anyone, anytime. I tried different white and red wines while looking out at the peaceful sea from the park of Federico Fellini, looking towards La Ruota Panoramica.

For two blissful days, I mingled with the locals, chatted and argued about food and politics, while all the time Adriatic sea called to me. I took up my bags, raised my sails and headed towards a new adventure.


Within next week, I needed up to a Croatian town called Split, hidden behind the Brac island. Although very different in cultural values, history, and general behavior, Croatians do share same hospitality as Italians do. I was warmly welcomed by many residents of the city, who were curious about who I am and from where I come from.

Many of the Croats share my passion for the sea, as Croatia sailing history can be traced long back into the history. I tried Lignje (Squids), Croatian Brudet (fish stew) and Arambasici (all recommendations!) while conversing about nothing of great importance with locals.


The journey towards Montenegro was a pleasant one, as the Adriatic sea was mild and wind warm. I arrived in Boka Kotorska early in the morning, landing into the sleeping city of Herceg Novi, in which I stayed for several days before departing again.

The Montenegrin port was filled with locals and, funnily enough, Russians who have, as I learned later, pretty much bought most of the available property in the country. Herceg Novi was brimming with tourists, making the waiters and locals quite busy in preparing meals and dishes known to the Balkan region.

I did manage to talk with several people and get the general feel of the place, which held both modern and medieval feel to it. I even succeeded in sneaking into Dubrovnik through a day trip.

With supplies refilled and time spent on the rest, I raised my sails again and went back to the Italian costs.

The Journey's End

I arrived at Bari’s port, filled with memories of each country I visited and of the peaceful Adriatic sea that allowed me to explore both it and myself. I will not forget this time of my life, as it brought needed peace to my mind and soul while meeting new people and enjoying new cultures.

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