" For me, Konavle was simply an area I would pass through on my way from Dubrovnik to Montenegro. Considering that I am a tourist guide, I am familiar with the general course of history of this area, I am familiar with some of the more important personalities and difficult periods that the people of this region went through. I knew something about the culture, tradition, agricultural products, rivers, Konavosko polje and that was it. ...what a superficial experience...

I have realized the depth of my ignorance when I began to live in Konavle, when I began to discover the beauty of pearls, scattered across the Konavle field and hills. Of course, I fell in love. And stayed longer than planned.

The people of this region are particularly kind and accommodating. In a very short time, I became friends with all the "at-the-market" people. Wonderful local fruit and vegies, local cheese and fresh fish ... and all at a lower price than in Dubrovnik. So, the food is tastier, healthier and cheaper, plus you buy it from the people who produced it. With warmth in their eyes, they choose for you the best that is in front of you. Do you understand what I am writing about? And an additional bonus is that the waiter remembers you and what kind of coffee you drink - already after the second visit. Of course, you have no problems finding and paying for the parking, there are no crowds or smog - you are in the heart of the Mediterranean as it once was. With the bonuses of paved roads, electricity, water and internet. And peace. Lots of peace. Could it be better?

To access the beaches, you definitely need a car or motorcycle. And be prepared to walk from the parking lot to the beach itself and back. However, the reward is immediate and inspires your admiration in two directions: First and obviously, you will remain fascinated by the beauty of Pasjača beach, Radovčići and other beaches because of their - but literally - unique beauty. In the other direction, your admiration will fly towards the enormous effort of the people, who with their means and labor broke the access to the beach through the rocks, and then poured the concrete steps. All that concrete was mixed by hand, carried on the arm and poured into molds - step by step. This is a beach access only. Not to mention the digging of roads, the construction of dry walls and houses, the rerouting of rivers and the incredible amount of work in the fields. I have nothing but admiration for the diligence and perseverance of the people of Konavle.

As in the entire wider area, Europe and the whole world, the past here was also marked by violence. Unfortunately. But despite this, local people radiate cheerfulness and incredible strength and will to live.

Konavle hills are a story in themselves. Climb to the viewpoint above Cavtat and you will be rewarded with a cartoon view! To the east, Konavosko polje in the full beauty of its cultivated tameness. Dubrovnik airport, although on the top of the hill, rises to the southeast below you, as if sitting on the palm of your hand. And further to the southwest, Cavtat with its two peninsulas and sheltered harbors - literally looks like a postcard. Only much more beautiful and quite realistic. Protecting the city of Cavtat, there are the islands; Mrkan, Bobara, Supetar, and further to the west - you can see all the way to Dubrovnik and beyond: over to the Elafiti islands... You can see Kalamota, Saint Andrew! Just to sit there on a stone warmed by the sun and let your soul float over the sea - you need nothing else. You naturally go into a meditative state. Without words in your head, you see before you the beauty that simply is; just as a dog or a seagull sees the world around them.

When you enter the villages in the Konavle hills, when you pass the asphalted road over the old railway line, when the southern view of the Konavle field opens up to you in its full width - you are simply left speechless. I'm writing to you about walking the road, along which medicinal plants grow next to each other. Bees, grasshoppers, hornets, praying mantises, butterflies... they are all happy in existence and buzzing around, full of life and unaware of any pesticides and chemicals.

Is there a better place to tango?

Tango is a touch, tango is an encounter, tango is a hug. Touch this pure nature around you. Connect with it and you will connect with yourself. Embrace the air in your mind, as a seagull embraces it in flight. You will fly high and far, and when you land (deservedly hungry) for a Konavle dinner and a glass of wine - you are completely ready to continue your flight in a tango embrace. And that is possible at the Konavle tango festival. Enjoy the milongas, may each tanda bring you unity in movement. Get involved in the workshops and bring the newly acquired knowledge to the milonga the same evening. Form wonderful new dancing couples and wonderful new acquaintances.

I wish you an unforgettably pleasant stay in Konavle and in the embrace of tango."

A random passerby