From a distance, the Croatian island of Hvar looks rugged and untamed. Craggy mountains float atop crystalline waters. The coastline is covered in a blanket of pine trees. Far-off islands have a way of appearing suddenly at your side. Upon first glance, there are no sprawling sand beaches or striped beach club umbrellas—but as you get closer to the dock, you’ll start to notice signs of life. Yachts anchored quietly offshore. Old homes peeking out between rock formations. The hum of daily life drifting on the wind, slowly but surely.
Over the years, Hvar has earned a reputation as a mecca for club-goers—a place for people to come dance until sunrise and then ride the ferry back to the mainland, still drunk and reeling from the night before. It’s also a mainstay on the popular island-hoppin