If you desired to dance until dawn and were with a group of friends, you win. The next day we took a military tour around Sukosan directed by a kooky guide from Jonathan Livingston Adventure who may happen to be high, stopping at Ancient Greek ruins from 397 B.C. and the house where Josip Tito lived during World War II. (This island simply got better and better.)
The countryside may seem calm and peaceful, but the locals joke that each stone holds a cannon that is concealed. Actually, there are 13 kilometers of submarine and atomic bomb tunnels on the island. We cruised around Sukosan and discovered a submarine tunnel jump off and to swim into. (That's a deep, deep plunge, and I did not attempt it.) We took a dingy into the blue grotto off Ugljan supervised by an officious, thuggish guy who asked for a nominal but bothersome
"entrance fee." I was so joyful we chartered a yacht! We sat in the sunshine, playing music jumping off the boat's side and dropped anchor within an empty cove. We discussed and napped, read novels and failed to discover WiFi. sail yacht charter croatia