Published on May, 2025
To reach the Island of Vice where Mamma Mia danced its way through Greece (except, it’s in Croatia!), I travelled from Split on a journey that’s hard to describe!!
An hour and a half aboard a so called boat that was more like a sea rocket with ADHD, perched not on a seat but on something suspiciously resembling a mechanical bull, compacting my spine far worse than my ruthless chiropractor ever could.
Move over, Madventure truck in the Salvadoran mountains; step aside, Argentinian horses who tolerated my zero riding skills; and take a seat, Big Dipper; this ride trumped you all. Nikola our skipper, part sailor, part DJ, and part chiropractor in training, launched us over waves like he was auditioning for Fast & Furious!!
Every bounce came with a perfectly inappropriate soundtrack: Staying Alive, I will Survive, SOS, Help Me Help!! With salt spray in my face and wind in my hair, I laughed, screamed, and briefly reconsidered every life decision that led me here.
Gratefully, I survived; and wisely, I appreciated that my wife wasn’t on board. Because if she had been, this boat ride might’ve been immortalized as a new exhibit at the Museum of Broken Relationships.
Excitement continued for another 6 hours, hopping to a few other islands; mainly Parmajana for a swim, and the gorgeous town of Hvar. Unfortunately, the Blue Cave was closed due to rough weather, but our skipper graciously took us to another cave, as well as a tiny beach that’s claimed to be the most beautiful in Europe. You can get there only by swimming the last 50 meters, or with a 45 minute walk from the nearest road. Overall a day full of fun and excitement that I will never forget!! Fully recommend it.