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Firstly, the prices are VERY NOT low, so the slogan of some travel agencies that Croatia is an inexpensive country, to put it mildly, is only a desire to knock money out of you for the trip.
Secondly, the “lack of a language barrier” turns into the fact that they GENERALLY begin to speak Croatian with you, even if you do not understand them at all, refusing to explain something in English or German.
Thirdly, the water and the sea are not so clean and transparent. We were told that “it blooms”, that is, I explain: if there are at least some signs of vegetation on your body, then when you come out of the sea you will resemble a black hairy Asian (no offense to them will be said). And there was enough dirt: cigarette butts, crumpled newspapers, empty bottles.
Fourthly, we did not feel the smell of pines at all, as we were suffocating from the stench of gasoline. Various vessels are constantly scurrying back and forth across the sea: yachts, boats, boats. And sometimes we were afraid that you were about to get out of the sea covered in gasoline.
Fifth, excursions. Well, very expensive. The toad choked in a terrible way. Give 1900 rubles. FOR ONE for an excursion to the capital, Zagreb, it was difficult, especially since there was nothing to see there: some black houses, kindergartens... In general, the city makes a depressing impression: dirty, dark, as if the war had ended there the other day.
I would like to talk about the problem with the toilets. They either do not exist at all or they are paid. With me, two English women spent about five minutes with terrible phrases washing over this question.
Then we went to Plitvice Lakes. It’s far and tedious to go again, considering that the guide spoke to us in clumsy Russian about “Croatia and not only” twice on the way to Zagreb and the same thing there, even put the accent incorrectly in the same places... Of course, the lakes are very beautiful, but you will be led along the paths at such a speed that you can only regret that you are not a professional runner or, as the advertisement says, "to regret that people do not fly like birds. "
But we forgot about the hotel. The room is very personal, the food is good, unfortunately, there was no air conditioning, so I had to open the balcony. And this is where the nightmare began. Screaming Croats. Screaming seagulls. Subsequently, it turned out that the Croats scream harder. All throat. Especially at three in the morning.
That's why we didn't sleep.
In general, the day looked like this: 21:00-4:00 - drunken Croats yell, 6:00-8:00 - crazy seagulls yell, 8:00-21:00 - Croats who have not yet drunk are yelling. To be honest, it gave the impression that there were only screaming Croats in the hotel. The beach was infrequent (like everything in Croatia), so the Croats screamed there too. In short, the second time we would never go here. Never.
Secondly, the “lack of a language barrier” turns into the fact that they GENERALLY begin to speak Croatian with you, even if you do not understand them at all, refusing to explain something in English or German.
Thirdly, the water and the sea are not so clean and transparent. We were told that “it blooms”, that is, I explain: if there are at least some signs of vegetation on your body, then when you come out of the sea you will resemble a black hairy Asian (no offense to them will be said). And there was enough dirt: cigarette butts, crumpled newspapers, empty bottles.
Fourthly, we did not feel the smell of pines at all, as we were suffocating from the stench of gasoline. Various vessels are constantly scurrying back and forth across the sea: yachts, boats, boats. And sometimes we were afraid that you were about to get out of the sea covered in gasoline.
Fifth, excursions. Well, very expensive. The toad choked in a terrible way. Give 1900 rubles. FOR ONE for an excursion to the capital, Zagreb, it was difficult, especially since there was nothing to see there: some black houses, kindergartens... In general, the city makes a depressing impression: dirty, dark, as if the war had ended there the other day.
I would like to talk about the problem with the toilets. They either do not exist at all or they are paid. With me, two English women spent about five minutes with terrible phrases washing over this question.
Then we went to Plitvice Lakes. It’s far and tedious to go again, considering that the guide spoke to us in clumsy Russian about “Croatia and not only” twice on the way to Zagreb and the same thing there, even put the accent incorrectly in the same places... Of course, the lakes are very beautiful, but you will be led along the paths at such a speed that you can only regret that you are not a professional runner or, as the advertisement says, "to regret that people do not fly like birds. "
But we forgot about the hotel. The room is very personal, the food is good, unfortunately, there was no air conditioning, so I had to open the balcony. And this is where the nightmare began. Screaming Croats. Screaming seagulls. Subsequently, it turned out that the Croats scream harder. All throat. Especially at three in the morning.
That's why we didn't sleep.
In general, the day looked like this: 21:00-4:00 - drunken Croats yell, 6:00-8:00 - crazy seagulls yell, 8:00-21:00 - Croats who have not yet drunk are yelling. To be honest, it gave the impression that there were only screaming Croats in the hotel. The beach was infrequent (like everything in Croatia), so the Croats screamed there too. In short, the second time we would never go here. Never.
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