Ok so you’re probably all a little sick of hearing about the awesomeness of Yacht Week but I couldn’t leave it without the final recap of the best part of the week, Hvar. By the time we reached Hvar we were well and truly into the swing of Yacht Week. We had the awkward boat showers down, knew who would stumble home together around the same time and were eating amazing seafood meals at these fabulous island restaurants thanks to our Skipper who worked out that if he didn’t book us into a restaurant he would probably go hungry (poor guy).
We had our little crew from the other boats we’d meet up with each night, which made it that much more fun. Remember the ‘ledgends’ from night one? We ended up bumping into/meeting up with them every night as well, though it wasn’t until the third night I realised it was the same people. My bad.
Hvar is the party central island of Croatia and just teeming with clubs spilling out young revellers. The first night of Hvar was the Hula Hula Bar Yacht Week party and probably my favourite night of the whole week. Hula Hula Bar has the most epic location right on the edge of the water. Top that with giant pitchers of cocktails and you have one happy girl. It was an amazing spot to watch the sunset across the water.
It was already packed when we got there but somehow our Skipper seemed to have connections wherever we went and had a little chat to one of the bartenders who got us a waterfront central table in a matter of minutes! Pretty sure he kicked the previous occupants off saying it was reserved, awkward but yay for us! As the club filled up it turned out we had the prime spot in the centre of everyone. so. much. fun. Like any good night it ended with a bit of drama but with giant cocktail jugs things were bound to get a bit cray.
The second night at Hvar was the infamous Carpe Diem party. This night can pretty much be summed up in a few words, champagne showers over the crowd, dancing in archways above the crowd and 6L bottles of Belvedere. You get the picture.
The last day of Yacht Week is the big regatta where all of the yachts sail together in sort of race in costumes. Unfortunately our boat didn’t want to participate but I was lucky enough to be able to jump ship (literally we were already leaving the dock) and join another super fun boat for the day. I’m so glad I did because it was certainly the highlight day of Yacht Week. I also learnt an important lesson, what do you do when your boat runs out of beer? You pirate another boat and
trade send over a pretty girl to beg for more.
By the time the final night of Yacht Week rolled around we were all pretty partied out (shocking I know). But the officials of Yacht Week sure know how to go out with a bang (pun intended).
It took more than a week to recover and detox but the memories will last a lifetime. A week on a yacht sailing from island to island through the spectacularly blue waters of Croatia with your best friends. What more could you want?