Berthed in Monaco, joyMe draws the eye before you have stepped aboard. At fifty metres she is a study in colour and confidence, a floating expression of contemporary art where the design is not a backdrop but the point. Come aboard and the impression only deepens.
Six cabins host up to twelve guests, and a crew of eleven attends to the day with the kind of anticipation you notice only in its absence. Nothing is rushed. Interiors run bold and vivid, a considered collection of pieces and finishes that reward a slow look, while the wider spaces open to the sea and the light of the harbour beyond.
She is built for lingering rather than racing. Settle on the flybridge as Monaco shifts from morning calm to evening glamour, or take the tender and the jet skis out along the coast toward Cap Ferrat and the quiet bays past it. The pace is yours to set, and joyMe rewards those who let the hours stretch.
There is a rhythm to a day here. Breakfast as the port wakes, an easy passage to a swimming spot, an afternoon at anchor with the water within reach, then back in time to watch the lights come up along the Rock. For those who read a yacht as they would a gallery, she offers something to return to. The hardest choice may be whether to stay another night at anchor.
