The peninsula that gives the village its name is a long, low spit of Mediterranean scrub reaching out into the Adriatic. Walking the rough coast path takes you past pine, juniper, and rosemary, with the sea on both sides and views back to the karst mountains of the mainland. There are a few rocky coves along the way where you can drop in for a swim away from the small village beach.
The administrative boundary running through here is quietly absurd: the peninsula juts out from Bosnian Neum but most of it lies in Croatian territory. Locals barely notice. For visitors it means an easy half-day's wandering with the satisfaction of having stood on two countries' worth of headland.