Our country is poor, so everything is expensive;)

Written: 30 august 2011
Travel time: 13 — 27 august 2011
Who does the author recommend the hotel to?: For recreation with friends, for young people
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Hotel ratings by criteria:
Rooms: 6.0
Service: 4.0
Cleanliness: 5.0
Food: 1.0
Amenities: 3.0
End of August 2011. St. Stefan, Montenegro

The town is small, located near the city of Budva and is limited by two roads - lower and upper, it is also a highway running along the coast. The length of the town can be walked in 20 minutes on foot (1.5 km).

There are a couple of points of sale of products and swimming accessories, one of them is 100 m from the hotel. A lot of private hotels, every 3rd one is in a state of construction with fittings sticking out into the sky, bushes and, accordingly, rubbish piled in this bush.

Got a room on the top floor. The key was given by the boy in exchange for a voucher. Passports were not presented. And with suitcases up the stairs. And no one cares that 20 + 20 kg, women, children ...Everyone who passed like this, this boy and the owner at the same time cursed. Of course, who is out loud, and who is to himself; )

The room is quite competent, albeit inconvenient, made by an electrician.

Any open window turns off the air conditioner (relay), the key with the card, when the latter is removed, turns off the power in the room. If you need a refrigerator and are going to be absent for a long time (a full day excursion), you need to take care in advance that nothing is left in the refrigerator. But there are plenty of outlets everywhere. You can connect a laptop anywhere in the room, even in the shower.

WiFi is just a problem. The building is dense, all the equipment in the district without exception is D-Link and without password settings hangs on the same channels. As a result, poor coverage, weak signal. I connected once on the stairs of the 1st floor (and sit there? ), then once more on the top floor to someone's neighboring network ...and for a long time I was looking for the position of the laptop for a stable link.

You can get to the beach either by walking along the roads and dodging cars, or by several stairs.
Some of the stairs are flooded with sewage and exude familiar aromas (the nearest one from the hotel is exactly that), some are dangerous for walking in the dark time of the nets due to the unpredictability of the skew of the steps and the presence of covered (sometimes) pits.

From the hotel to the beach steps + ten minutes walk along the roadway. Advertising 80 m is in a straight line from a gun.

The beach is paid. From 20 euros for 2 wooden sun loungers and a straw umbrella. There are trendy parts of the beach for 50 and 75 euros. Although the beach is listed as a city municipality, the money is collected in the pocket of the local thieves (obviously) by a couple of boys - there is no accounting, no one has heard of receipts. And the most amazing thing is that people pay. A few renegades, on the urgent advice of these same boys, huddle on the sand near the garbage barrels, behind the umbrella zone, not far from the sewer drain. The strong deja vu of the 90s inspired the idea to leave half an hour earlier and collect a piece of euro in your pocket; )
The beach is not cleaned, the toilet is in the sea. Green portable booths are standing, but their use has not been observed. Apparently there are reasons for that. The rescue service is formally present, but the rescuers prefer not to show themselves to tourists.


On the shore there are pebbles and coarse sand. At a depth of 3-4 m, which is 6-8 m from the shore, pebbles and stones pass from the sand. In the same place, the water becomes cleaner, the visibility in the mask increases to 10-15 m, but there is nothing to see besides the sand. Sea urchins were not found on the beach and on the next day.

A separate topic of foreign languages. They are owned by a few. In most cases, you can only talk about anything in travel agencies. In shops, in a hotel, on the street, one has to communicate with gestures and hope for the kinship of the Serbian language with Russian. They don't know and don't want to. What for? ! After all, that's how they go!
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