This morning we set out early to reach Kamenovo, a strip of beach accessible via a tunnel that looks like a mine cave. This characteristic has always given me the feeling of a fairytale, and the beach does not betray the expectations, uncrowded with a privileged view of Sveti Stefan, the pearl of Montenegro. Kamenovo is the best place to get some swims in, as compared to the beaches of Budva there are fewer boats and therefore you can swim away from the coast. Last year I was able to get to Sveti Nikola, the Hawaii of Budva, an island covered with vegetation found a couple of kilometers across the city. The big blue is the primary reason that made me move to Montenegro, the possibility of being able to swim every day, even with only one hour of time. And I will never cease to say how crystal clear and clean the water is, in Italy, where I come from, there are a total of 280 beaches blue while in Montenegro with less than 80km of coastline there are close to 20, including 5 in Budva! The sea might not seem a crucial excuse to choose the place to live, but as they did thousands of years ago, I prefer to put down roots near to the water, and with a surname like mine it couldn't be otherwise! "Meersohn" in German literally means son of the sea, and I think it was tailor-made for me. Waiting to grow gills, I'll see you on the flip side!