Montenegro. The Velvet season. Part one. "Acquaintance"
I would learn Serbian just because
That you can laugh without purpose.
Montenegro this year has become a general hit of the tourist season, which is confirmed simply by a huge number of stories, from which we have already familiarized ourselves with all the tourist and non-tourist sites in detail.
Therefore, only I will get acquainted with the country, because previous writers told me "if you write an answer, write about your weather. " So, like Uncle Sharik, I will share my impressions. Personally, I was especially interested in the Serbian language, which in their language is called obscene, with which I, perhaps, agree. Here, for example, an administrative community (or parish) is a zhupa, almost like ours, only it is written through a different letter.
And the expression itself - go to hell, it’s quite a normal sentence. And for some reason, all Montenegrins have a huge diarrhea for their country, which means pride in translation. In general, if you are a proud girl, then you are really a vile girl herself.
Having landed safely at the airport in the city of Tivat, where we were taken by the commander of the ship Mikola Dorofeev, an ace pilot of the Sky Up airline.
Let's go to control our little bee (probably the Ukrainian word "pysok" came from here).
Then we go to the place of our transfer from R-Tours, get into a large comfortable bus and start enjoying the scenery outside the window. Whoever does not want to wait for everyone and ride around hotels, you can take a cart, i. e. a car or a taxi.
But they carried expensive, for example, the cost from Budva to Rafailovici at a distance of 3 km 8 euros. The delivery was fast, the entire Budva route, called Yadransky, took a little over an hour. At first, young people were brought to Budva, then pensioners to Becichi, and immediately behind them was the village of Rafailovichi, where we had paid for a “two-bed room” in a hotel with the colorful name “Three Fishermen”. The hotel looked quite nice.
Pomegranates were fragrant near the hotel:
At first we were settled in a double, although we ordered a suite with a kitchen. Seeing the bewilderment on my face, the hostess began to apologize wildly, explaining that the agency, as always, messed up something and our room was busy, but tomorrow morning she will definitely relocate us and even transfer things herself.
They didn’t swear, why spoil the rest for themselves and the mood of others, everything happens in this life. Moreover, the next morning we were really moved. The room is large, in which guests can even spend the night.
The cleanliness in the room was perfect, apparently they used a powerful usisichach, even the balcony was without bubashvabats (all kinds of insects).
Nearby was a restaurant with the same name, where the morning catch flaunted for viewing and ordering:
And most importantly, the hotel is located right on the coast, which gave a great advantage upon arrival from excursions to immediately plunge into the water surface. Or vice versa, take a morning swim before breakfast.
From the balcony there was a view of the sea, where the island of St. Nicholas loomed right along the course, and on the right one could see the mountains hiding from us the most colorful and noisy area of the Budva Riviera - Budva itself, from which the beach and recreational sea strip begins, smoothly turning into the less noisy, for some reason called pensioner, villages of Becici and Rafailovici, then follows the fashionable Sveti Stefan, who this year has slightly lost its respectability due to covid, followed by quite a pleasant and comfortable town of Petrovac, and closes this whole ridge the small village of Buljarica.
View from the balcony, early morning:
As you know, any visit to an unexplored area begins with an acquaintance. This means that we will not be blown away by this fate, we need to look around and ride - run around the neighborhood. Why did you choose Rafailovici?
There were three reasons for this - not as noisy as in Budva, almost all hotels are on the first line, and equally close to both the Old Town and Sveti Stefan. But our youth chose Budva directly to live, and settled, according to the son-in-law, approximately on the twentieth line from the sea, so no matter how we tried to visit them, we failed to visit them. Moreover, they immediately rented a cart, maybe they spent the night in it, who knows. Anything can be expected from these extreme sportsmen. Well, we, without sorting things out, since tomorrow we still have to move, went to the nearest mega market, which was located immediately around the corner of the hotel. Having stocked up on simple local delicacies, we headed to the room to mark the beginning of the holiday. While I was setting the table, my husband had already sat down with a glass by the balcony parapet and savored the wine with such pleasure that I already thought it was excellent.
But no, Montenegrin wine didn’t impress me, we took Plantage rose and white Sauvignon, and even though the quality of the wine played the last role that evening, I won’t lie, it didn’t work for me. And the rest, as Natalia (deppo) says, IT STARTED!
We didn't want to fall asleep, because we had a day flight, we were not tired, and it was considered irrational to disassemble things. Therefore, we sat on the balcony, enjoying the sound of the sea, the warmth of the harbor at night, and from somewhere above, as if from heaven, the sign of the cross came to us.
In the morning we went to breakfast, which was organized in the restaurant of the Obala Hotel, since our Fishermen in their restaurant were fed only for a penny, but the breakfast included in the price of the package was provided to us on its terrace by another hotel located nearby.
The breakfast was standard, European, without delicacies and frills, such as champagne and chocolate fountains, but quite varied and tasty, only sausages were not liked, although the sausages were edible.
There was even tea with the strange name "labuda", which turned out to be quite a normal herbal tea and in translation meant "swan". Although my husband said, really crap. In fact, Montenegrins themselves do not drink this drink, and if a guest orders tea, they are immediately interested in what he is sick with.
After breakfast, we go to shetalishte (in our opinion, a promenade), now it’s clear where the word stagger comes from, it’s not just for you to wander aimlessly, it’s to walk along the sea. Shetalishte led us to the tunnel...
... through which we will get to the equipped beach "Kamenovo", which is considered one of the best here.
The beach is not bad, I didn’t notice anything particularly “improved” there, it’s just such a standard beach, the cost of a sun lounger on the first line is already 12 euros, however ..., they took it for 10 in the third row, although if you have your own umbrella, you can to stay and completely free of charge, on the sand.
The beach is equipped with changing rooms and toilets, quiet pleasant music plays, there were few people in the morning, there were more people by lunchtime, but still there was no crowding either on the shore or in the sea. It was absolutely comfortable, both swimming and sunbathing. This is the great advantage of the "velvet season" - the sun is soft and gentle, the crowds of tourists have dispersed, the air temperature is +25 ... +28, the water temperature is almost the same.
I give the beach "Kamenovo" a solid four because of the high cost of the beds and for the long distance from the pizzeria, where I had to drag myself in the heat of the lunchtime.
In the evening, at the invitation of the youth, the shetalishte continued in Budva. Oh, it’s very noisy, especially the embankment, we stomped into the Old Town, which, in the flickering of night lights, took us to the Middle Ages.
They also rent housing here, although I was not interested in prices, but I think that it is quite expensive.
Staggered:
Take a photo:
Introduction spectacles are enough. Now for bread. Let's get acquainted with the local cuisine. On the advice of Internet bloggers, we chose a restaurant on the coast of Porto, which offered local Mediterranean cuisine.
The waiter brought a spruce box, you guessed it, this is the menu. Out of ignorance, or because of the increased appetite as a result of the walk, they made an impressive order. Dad and daughter ordered stuffed squid...
... and my son-in-law and I splash.
But we did not suspect that a side dish was supposed to go with all this, and ordered another salad, as a result, the meal dragged on, almost until the morning.
There was also no unity on the issue of drinking. Personally, I drank their local draft beer Nekshichko, well ... not a fountain, very weak, in general, not their wine, not their beer, I was not impressed, however, the rest of the team ordered wine and drank with pleasure, though for some reason my son-in-law was very I quickly switched to rakia from dunya (we also thought it was from melon, but it turned out that dunya is quince).
As for the cuisine of this establishment, it is excellent. I strongly recommend that you consider this restaurant for a visit, because looking ahead, I will note that it was the best restaurant during our entire trip (not in terms of premises and service, but in terms of delicious cuisine, although I also have no complaints about service, everything is top notch level). With such care, the zhurka turned out to be just what we needed, although we could already fart (no, no, don’t laugh, in Serbian it’s just to burst, especially our buttocks, which means cheeks in translation). (For reference: storage - food, zhurka - party).
Having thanked the youth for such a pleasant romantic evening, we leave the night city and leave for our Rafailovichi, and in the flickering night lights, the symbol of the city, the graceful Ballerina, illuminates the path for us.
(For reference: if you call a taxi, see what phone number you dial, since roaming does not cover all networks, and for calling a taxi to a short number, Vodafone charged 50 hryvnia, although roaming was connected).
At dawn, when the sun's rays illuminated the village, I wandered aimlessly around the neighborhood, and admired the mountain and sea landscapes:
Nearby, at a distance of approximately three kilometers, if in a straight line, there is another business card object - the island of Sveti Stefan.
You can reach it on foot, but only at first you need to go along the coves, and then go out onto an open road, and although the area remains small, the speed of cars is high, the traffic is high, and the path is a little dangerous, so I still recommend get to the island by minibus (cost 2.5 euros).
The track is at the top, so you need to go down to the island, but below you will find beautiful green parks with lush vegetation.
There are plenty of places for the shetalishte, although cafes and restaurants are closed due to covid:
But the entrance to the two most fashionable beaches of the King and Queen, due to the same covid, is free for visitors this year. Swim until you're blue in the face wherever your heart desires. But there is one minus - the lack of beds and pedals. It was possible to travel with your own umbrella, but we didn’t have one, and they considered it superfluous to buy.
There are also enough places for a photo session here, you can climb the cliff, just be careful not to jump into the abyss.
You can just walk along the flat terrain without risking falling off the rocks.
In general, the place is beautiful and quite suitable for exploring the surroundings.
A little further on the island of Sveti Stefan is another seaside resort town of Petrovac.
Putting on a pantaloon and gazing at it, we sit down in a cart and go to get acquainted.
The city looked quite respectable:
Great promenade with a long beach strip:
Pretty decent hotels around:
And villas:
And most importantly, the city is also located in the bay, which ensures the complete absence of waves in the coastal waters.
There is something to see and where to roam.
I once again decided to try my luck and try their Niksicko beer, only this time in a bottled version. Nikshichka failed to rehabilitate himself, the same "egg, only in profile. "
In general, we got to know the area of our zhupa a little. The humor part is over. Next, we had a deeper acquaintance, which we would not have been able to conduct on our own, experienced conductors and guides were required. So what next we were expecting Montenegro excursion.
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