Our choice fell on “Medena”, because it (i. e. , choice) had nowhere else to fall... The fact is that it was in our plans to visit Central Dalmatia for several years: the beauties of nature and architecture there were very attracted ( two national parks and three monuments listed by UNESCO, at a distance of 25-50 km from each other! ). It was logical to settle in Trogir, because it is located right in the center of all these beauties, and from here it is convenient to travel to Split, Sibenik, Primosten, Zadar and their surroundings. If you are traveling to Croatia from Kyiv, then there is no point in visiting travel agencies or hanging on the phone, since all local travel agencies work with only one host in Croatia. Therefore, all offers are the same, only a slight difference in price. And in Trogir only one "Medena" is offered. . . True, a few years ago, in the offers of travel agencies, I met the hotel "Jadran", located halfway from the "Medena" to Trogir. Judging by the neat flower gardens, velvety green lawns, and the stiffness of the local restaurant, Jadran confidently draws on all four stars, and, therefore, a stay there would have cost significantly more. But there is no beach at all in Jadran - from the path along the sea there immediately goes an almost sheer cliff, to which a concrete platform is attached for two rows of sunbeds. . .
Going to "Medena", we started, of course, with surfing on the Internet. To be honest, the responses were intimidating. But there was nowhere else to choose to fall, and we took a chance... The first impression of "Meden": I agree, Bolshoy Vokzal. The hotel is still state-owned, which explains most of the problems. Our 3 * room turned out to be on the seventh floor, quite clean and decent, overlooking the courtyard, where almost around the clock someone came and left. At first it was a little annoying, then they got used to it, because in the end you don’t spend so much time in the room. A magnificent view of the sea, and a tall cypress is about to reach the very balcony. The sea is a separate conversation... Whoever has ever visited the Adriatic, he no longer goes to the Black Sea, because there is no comparison!
There was hot water all the time, towels and sheets were changed regularly, the TV and hair dryer worked, shampoo, soap, shower caps - everything was as it should be. But one problem spoiled everything: periodically, it is not clear by what algorithm the current tank. At the same time, water spilled not only on the floor of the bathroom, but also flowed into the room. They tried to complain, of course, but quickly realized that the answer is always the same: “Yes, we know... but now we can’t do anything... when the season ends, then we will repair everything... ”. Manyana, that is... What can you do - the Mediterranean mentality... I did not want to scandal. The idea of changing the number was also abandoned: well, where is the guarantee that it will not get worse? And, after all, how long do you stay in that room? By the way, I don’t advise you to take 2 * rooms, the impression is as if in an old Soviet sanatorium.
The reception staff is quite nice and helpful, which of them is the same "bitch", we did not figure it out. They understand English, Russian, and Ukrainian perfectly well, but if your question goes beyond “give me the key” and “how to get to... ”, it is better to speak English.
The beach - it's all been said. You can still do without slippers if you swim, and not walk in the water. The stones are not so sharp, and sea urchins are molded in whole colonies to the piers. In September, there are few people, there is no children's ora. We were entertained by Czech pensioners, kept by a noisy collective farm, like Soviet tourists abroad. When they left, it even became somehow boring.
Nutrition. We ordered only breakfast, and we realized that we did the right thing. Their monotonous repertoire became boring in two weeks, and if there were also dinners... Yes, and I didn’t want to become attached to the hotel in the evening. We ate most often in the Zule cafe, the rest of the time where hunger caught us: in Trogir, Split, Sibenik. Superbly cooked seafood is everywhere, beer and white wine, as it should be cold, the waiters are polite.
Excursions. Quality workmanship, no complaints. Fans of holidays in Turkey will obviously be disappointed, because. neither to the factory of leather products, nor for terry towels, nor for ceramics and sweets in Croatia are taken on excursions. We did not go to Dubrovnik: the autobahn, which should stretch across the country, was completed only to Split, and therefore the road to Dubrovnik takes 5 hours one way.
At the reception they helped to rent a car, they kindly provided a photocopy of the map of the area. The agent with the car arrived in an hour, explained everything in good English and answered questions, it took another 15 minutes to inspect the car and complete the paperwork. We paid with a credit card, so they didn’t take a deposit from us, and returning the car is extremely simple: you leave it in the parking lot near the hotel, and give the keys and documents to the reception - and that’s it. At the height of the season, you need to order a car a few days in advance, but in September there is no more excitement. Gasoline is not cheap, more than 8 kunas per liter, i. e. European price.
A picturesque winding two-lane road (by the way, without potholes) drags along the coast, the speed is 40-50 km / h, but the drivers are tolerant, no one in the “cool” jeep honks and does not strive to overtake in the oncoming one, everyone dutifully pulls in a string. The police met with the radar, but I can’t share my experience with it, because. we didn't break it. Parking lots in small towns are located at the entrance, there were no problems with places anywhere. off season, fewer cars.
We also traveled by public transport. At the reception there is a bus schedule to Trogir, but it is impossible to understand it or use it, because. it is practically not observed. In short, if you're lucky - you'll get on a bus, if you're not lucky - it's better to walk to Trogir on foot (about an hour). In Trogir, you can also sit at the bus station for God knows how long, waiting, perhaps one of the drivers deigns to go in the direction of Medena and Vranitsa. With intercity routes (Sibenik, Split), the situation is better, buses run on schedule.
I was very surprised that there is no nightlife in Trogir itself: after 9 pm the city is dead! This is not Rovinj or Budva with their long noisy promenades. . . But it's not true that Meden has no evening entertainment. There is no usual aribut of Turkish “olinkusives” - animations with their flat jokes repeated in different languages. But there are two discos: one on the shore, closer to the nudist beach, the other - on the first floor of the central building, under the restaurant. Both are located in such a way that they are almost inaudible in the hotel itself. There are also dances "for adults" on the terrace, several times a week even with live music. Bars on the beach are open until midnight. It is not surprising that for the local population "Medena" is almost the only place where you can go in the evening. Croatian men flock here in search of adventure, like moths to a fire (I wonder what their wives are doing at this time? ). Having occupied the last table so that you could see the whole bar, you can watch a very exciting action... However, the Croats “get glued” very gallantly, in any case, drunken insults, screams and showdowns with the police have never been observed.
And on our last evening, "Medena" presented us with a gift: a real Croatian wedding! There were a lot of guests, they filled all the entrances to the hotel with constantly honking cars, dancing was everywhere, and in the midst of the feast, the light suddenly went out for a quarter of an hour. In a word, you should have seen it all (hello Kusturica - now I know for sure that there is very little hyperbole in his films)!
Let's summarize. . . Yes, "Medena" is far from super, but what did you want from the Mediterranean, and even post-socialist, "two" - "troika"? In justification of "Medene" I can say that it is only slightly worse than the Greek "triples" and certainly better than the Maltese and Turkish ones. So, when you are going to Medena, practice your endurance and sense of humor - then you will have a good rest!
Going to "Medena", we started, of course, with surfing on the Internet. To be honest, the responses were intimidating. But there was nowhere else to choose to fall, and we took a chance... The first impression of "Meden": I agree, Bolshoy Vokzal. The hotel is still state-owned, which explains most of the problems. Our 3 * room turned out to be on the seventh floor, quite clean and decent, overlooking the courtyard, where almost around the clock someone came and left. At first it was a little annoying, then they got used to it, because in the end you don’t spend so much time in the room. A magnificent view of the sea, and a tall cypress is about to reach the very balcony. The sea is a separate conversation... Whoever has ever visited the Adriatic, he no longer goes to the Black Sea, because there is no comparison!
There was hot water all the time, towels and sheets were changed regularly, the TV and hair dryer worked, shampoo, soap, shower caps - everything was as it should be. But one problem spoiled everything: periodically, it is not clear by what algorithm the current tank. At the same time, water spilled not only on the floor of the bathroom, but also flowed into the room. They tried to complain, of course, but quickly realized that the answer is always the same: “Yes, we know... but now we can’t do anything... when the season ends, then we will repair everything... ”. Manyana, that is... What can you do - the Mediterranean mentality... I did not want to scandal. The idea of changing the number was also abandoned: well, where is the guarantee that it will not get worse? And, after all, how long do you stay in that room? By the way, I don’t advise you to take 2 * rooms, the impression is as if in an old Soviet sanatorium.
The reception staff is quite nice and helpful, which of them is the same "bitch", we did not figure it out. They understand English, Russian, and Ukrainian perfectly well, but if your question goes beyond “give me the key” and “how to get to... ”, it is better to speak English.
The beach - it's all been said. You can still do without slippers if you swim, and not walk in the water. The stones are not so sharp, and sea urchins are molded in whole colonies to the piers. In September, there are few people, there is no children's ora. We were entertained by Czech pensioners, kept by a noisy collective farm, like Soviet tourists abroad. When they left, it even became somehow boring.
Nutrition. We ordered only breakfast, and we realized that we did the right thing. Their monotonous repertoire became boring in two weeks, and if there were also dinners... Yes, and I didn’t want to become attached to the hotel in the evening. We ate most often in the Zule cafe, the rest of the time where hunger caught us: in Trogir, Split, Sibenik. Superbly cooked seafood is everywhere, beer and white wine, as it should be cold, the waiters are polite.
Excursions. Quality workmanship, no complaints. Fans of holidays in Turkey will obviously be disappointed, because. neither to the factory of leather products, nor for terry towels, nor for ceramics and sweets in Croatia are taken on excursions. We did not go to Dubrovnik: the autobahn, which should stretch across the country, was completed only to Split, and therefore the road to Dubrovnik takes 5 hours one way.
At the reception they helped to rent a car, they kindly provided a photocopy of the map of the area. The agent with the car arrived in an hour, explained everything in good English and answered questions, it took another 15 minutes to inspect the car and complete the paperwork. We paid with a credit card, so they didn’t take a deposit from us, and returning the car is extremely simple: you leave it in the parking lot near the hotel, and give the keys and documents to the reception - and that’s it. At the height of the season, you need to order a car a few days in advance, but in September there is no more excitement. Gasoline is not cheap, more than 8 kunas per liter, i. e. European price.
A picturesque winding two-lane road (by the way, without potholes) drags along the coast, the speed is 40-50 km / h, but the drivers are tolerant, no one in the “cool” jeep honks and does not strive to overtake in the oncoming one, everyone dutifully pulls in a string. The police met with the radar, but I can’t share my experience with it, because. we didn't break it. Parking lots in small towns are located at the entrance, there were no problems with places anywhere. off season, fewer cars.
We also traveled by public transport. At the reception there is a bus schedule to Trogir, but it is impossible to understand it or use it, because. it is practically not observed. In short, if you're lucky - you'll get on a bus, if you're not lucky - it's better to walk to Trogir on foot (about an hour). In Trogir, you can also sit at the bus station for God knows how long, waiting, perhaps one of the drivers deigns to go in the direction of Medena and Vranitsa. With intercity routes (Sibenik, Split), the situation is better, buses run on schedule.
I was very surprised that there is no nightlife in Trogir itself: after 9 pm the city is dead! This is not Rovinj or Budva with their long noisy promenades. . . But it's not true that Meden has no evening entertainment. There is no usual aribut of Turkish “olinkusives” - animations with their flat jokes repeated in different languages. But there are two discos: one on the shore, closer to the nudist beach, the other - on the first floor of the central building, under the restaurant. Both are located in such a way that they are almost inaudible in the hotel itself. There are also dances "for adults" on the terrace, several times a week even with live music. Bars on the beach are open until midnight. It is not surprising that for the local population "Medena" is almost the only place where you can go in the evening. Croatian men flock here in search of adventure, like moths to a fire (I wonder what their wives are doing at this time? ). Having occupied the last table so that you could see the whole bar, you can watch a very exciting action... However, the Croats “get glued” very gallantly, in any case, drunken insults, screams and showdowns with the police have never been observed.
And on our last evening, "Medena" presented us with a gift: a real Croatian wedding! There were a lot of guests, they filled all the entrances to the hotel with constantly honking cars, dancing was everywhere, and in the midst of the feast, the light suddenly went out for a quarter of an hour. In a word, you should have seen it all (hello Kusturica - now I know for sure that there is very little hyperbole in his films)!
Let's summarize. . . Yes, "Medena" is far from super, but what did you want from the Mediterranean, and even post-socialist, "two" - "troika"? In justification of "Medene" I can say that it is only slightly worse than the Greek "triples" and certainly better than the Maltese and Turkish ones. So, when you are going to Medena, practice your endurance and sense of humor - then you will have a good rest!
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