Split: Where Stone, Salt, and Song Meet the Sea
In Split, ancient corridors open to bright water. Sail out for island hush, return for lantern-lit streets and living history.
Split arrives in layers. Sun on pale stone. The hush of an old courtyard, then the sudden lift of a waterfront breeze. Here, culture isn’t kept behind glass. It spills into the streets, under archways, along the promenade where footsteps mingle with the soft clink of rigging and the low murmur of café talk. Come in any season and the city still feels awake—winter light sharper on the façades, summer evenings warm with music and conversation.
Ispirazioni
12 alloggi
( SPLIT )
SAX IV
Twelve friends, one floating home, infinite Adriatic freedom—where every anchorage feels like your private discovery.
JOŽA
Seven cabins, twelve hearts, one unforgettable week sailing Croatia's secret islands—where every anchor drop feels like coming home.
AMADA MIA
Seven days anchored in crystalline waters, no crowds, no compromises—just your crew, limestone cliffs, and the Adriatic calling.
LINDA
Twelve of you, infinite Adriatic horizons—sail together without ever feeling crowded.
SKYFALL
Twelve souls, endless horizons, one floating sanctuary where the Adriatic becomes your private playground.
Sunsail 52.4 Classic
Sail into secluded Adriatic coves where time moves at the speed of wind and horizon stretches forever.
ADRIATIC PEARL
Wake each morning in a new Adriatic cove, where turquoise water meets limestone cliffs and your only schedule is the sunset.
Ocean Eye
Wake to turquoise anchorages, sail between islands, sleep on your own floating home—Dalmatia at your pace.
PRINCESS CLAIRE
Wake to Adriatic silence, sleep under stars that outnumber the islands—a week where time moves at anchor speed.
PRINCESS KISS
Seven days anchored in turquoise silence, your private floating escape among Croatia's secret islands.
PRINCESS S
Wake to turquoise anchorages and fall asleep under Adriatic stars—eight of you, one unforgettable week, zero compromise on comfort.
TRIWING OSSUS
Anchor in silence where only boats belong, wake to mountains and wine-dark water, sail as one.
