I’m standing at the highest point of Rovinj, in the shadow of the baroque Church of St Euphemia, looking down over the terracotta rooftops of the medieval Croatian town. Distant islands shimmer in the heat haze and the Adriatic sparkles invitingly, although only a few swimmers are braving the still-cool water. A superyacht is anchored in the bay, a helicopter parked on its foredeck.
Far below me, I can see people milling around on the quayside, gazing in awe up at my own superyacht, Emerald Azzurra, docked just below the Old Town. Well, not exactly mine, but as close as I will ever come to living the oligarch lifestyle.
With just 100 passengers on board, cared for by 68 crew, has many of the trappings of a private yacht but without the price tag.
