Skradin is simply magical in its each and every detail. In the loud morning silence that gets under your skin and the stentorian traditional folk ‘klapa’ singing that touches your heart. In the peace and quiet of the Visovac monastery and the burst of water drops of Skradinski Buk waterfall. In each moment of enjoyment of food (which has skillfully managed to escape both fridges and freezers without robbing it of its natural aromas) and has arrived thoroughly fresh at your table. Such is Skradin, small, picturesque and filled with flavors, found at a point where the river passionately embraces the sea.