S/CAT Serenissima

The Yacht in Detail

Serenissima lives up to her name long before you ever see her on the horizon.

In a sea crowded with yachts tracing the same well-worn routes, she is the one that quietly slips away toward the edges of the chart — to the coves without beach bars, the bays without cell towers, and the islands that rarely make it into glossy brochures. She doesn’t just take you to Greece; she reveals a Greece that most visitors never realize is there.

Her captain is the key. He doesn’t simply follow waypoints; he reads the water, the wind, and his guests. He knows which stretch of coastline hides an underwater cave where the light turns the sea electric blue, and which tiny inlet will be empty even in high season. He can point the bow toward a beach that can only be reached by sea, drop anchor in a pocket of turquoise, and let you step into a world that feels like it belongs only to you.

Days aboard Serenissima don’t follow a script. There is no rigid checklist of must-see stops, no pressure to rush ashore for the next attraction. Instead, the week unfolds like a conversation with the islands themselves: a change of course to chase a perfect breeze, a spontaneous swim when the water turns glassy, a quiet evening in a secluded anchorage where the loudest sound is the clink of ice in a glass.

Built on the Fountaine Pajot Alegria 67, Serenissima has the space to make this sense of freedom feel effortless. Ten guests share five generous cabins, each a calm, private retreat after long, sun-drenched days. She is one of the highest-capacity yachts at her price point, but never feels crowded; there is always a corner of deck to claim as your own — a spot to read, to watch the wake, or to simply do nothing at all.

Her crew completes the experience. The chef doesn’t just cook; they translate the islands into flavor — grilled fish still tasting of the sea, tomatoes that seem to have ripened just for tonight, simple dishes elevated by the setting and the salt in the air. The hostess anticipates needs before they’re spoken, moving quietly between service and conversation, making the yacht feel less like a charter and more like a home that just happens to float.

For adventure-lovers, Serenissima is a platform for discovery: paddleboards slipping into hidden coves at sunrise, snorkeling over reefs that only locals talk about, evenings under a sky so dense with stars it feels almost unfamiliar. For repeat charterers, she offers something rarer than luxury: novelty — the sense that, even after years of sailing these waters, there are still places left to be surprised by. And for anyone who wants their time at sea to feel like a genuine journey rather than a packaged itinerary, she offers a week that guidebooks can’t capture.

Serenissima’s story isn’t written in her specifications, though they are impressive. It’s written in the quiet moments: the first time you dive into a bay with no other boats in sight, the hush that falls over the deck as the sun drops behind a jagged island ridge, the realization that you’ve gone an entire day without checking the time.

On most yachts, you remember where you went. On Serenissima, you remember how it felt — to be far from the crowds, close to the sea, and just a little bit lost in the most serene corners of Greece.