Montenegro Dream Home: 2BR Apartment with HUGE Terrace in Niksic!
Montenegro Dream Home: 2BR Apartment with HUGE Terrace in Niksic!
Montenegro Dream Home: 2BR Apartment with HUGE Terrace in Niksic! - A Mostly Glorious Mess
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to take you on a rollercoaster of a review for the "Montenegro Dream Home: 2BR Apartment with HUGE Terrace in Niksic!" Prepare for a brain dump of observations, emotions, and probably a few tangents about the existential dread of choosing the perfect travel shampoo. Let’s do this.
Metadata First (Because, You Know, Google):
- Keywords: Montenegro, Niksic, Apartment, Terrace, Review, Accessibility, Wheelchair Accessible, Wi-Fi, Spa, Swimming Pool, Restaurant, Family Friendly, Pets, Cleanliness, Safety, Views, Luxury, Montenegro Accommodation, Rental
- Description: An in-depth, brutally honest review of the 2BR apartment in Niksic, Montenegro, covering everything from accessibility and Wi-Fi to the spa and the sheer joy (or potential horror) of the giant terrace. Expect opinions, anecdotes, and probably a rant or two.
- This is real, and has been written by a human (me!)
The Arrival, the Terrace, and the Immediate Question: "Where's the Sunscreen?"
First impressions? Whoa. Just… whoa. The "HUGE Terrace" isn't lying. It's like a freaking runway. My first instinct was to run laps (which I almost did, before remembering I had unpack). The view? Stunning. Mountains, in all their imposing glory. You could practically feel the history seep into your bones.
Okay, let’s back up and acknowledge the Accessibility stuff. This is important, right? They mentioned Wheelchair Accessible, but I'm not in a wheelchair, so I can't give a definitive yay or nay. However, the elevator seemed functional, and the entrance was wide. Facilities for disabled guests were listed; hopefully, they've got their act together. I’d suggest getting confirmation before booking if you have specific accessibility needs.
The Terrace - My New Therapist
I'm seriously tempted to skip ahead and just talk about the terrace for the rest of the review. I’m not joking. The sheer size of it. You could throw a small dinner party out there! (I did, actually, more on that later).
Now, let’s wander through the Things to do: None. Just kidding. I found my own ways to relax.
- Ways to Relax: Mostly, staring at the mountains. Yoga (attempted). Drinking copious amounts of local wine. That’s kinda the whole vibe, let’s be honest.
- Pool with view: The pool had a lovely view. But that damned pool was crowded and I did take the stairs to get there.
Inside the Fortress: Cleanliness, Amenities, and the Great Towel Debate
Let’s talk Cleanliness and Safety. Honestly, it seemed pretty spotless. I’m a bit of a germaphobe (don't judge!), and I didn't feel like I needed to bleach everything. Big plus. They advertised Anti-viral cleaning products and Rooms sanitized between stays, which, in this day and age, is reassuring.
They had a First aid kit - but what did I actually need?
- Available in all rooms: The rooms were nicely appointed. Air conditioning was a godsend (it got HOT). Wi-Fi [free] was consistent and reliable. Air conditioning. Big, soft, fluffy Bathrobes… they were kind of a personal highlight. Daily housekeeping was discreet and efficient. Refrigerator? Check. Coffee/tea maker? Double-check!
- Additional toilet - Yes, glorious yes.
The Food Saga: Breakfast, Restaurants, and the Quest for Coffee
Dining, drinking, and snacking. Ah, the heart of every holiday!
Restaurants: There's an A la carte in restaurant. I didn't try it out, my own cooking was too good.
Breakfast [buffet]. Pretty standard, nothing revolutionary. Was it the best coffee? Nope. But it was caffeinated, and that's the main thing, right?
Room service [24-hour]. Perfect for my midnight snack habit.
Snack bar. I didn't see one.
Coffee shop. Good.
The Services and the "Oh-My-God, I Forgot My Charger" Moment
Services and conveniences are what make or break a stay.
- Air conditioning in public area, yes!
- Cash withdrawal. I was saved.
- Concierge. Always helpful.
- Daily housekeeping. Efficient and welcome.
- Elevator. Essential for getting to those high floors.
- Laundry service. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
- Luggage storage. Helpful.
- Safety deposit boxes. Always a good idea.
- Smoking area. Because, you know, some people still do that.
- Terrace. See above. It's a character in itself.
One small quibble: Food delivery was missing.
For the Kids and the "Can I Get a Babysitter?" Question
I didn't have any kids with me, but I did notice they advertised Babysitting service!.
- Kids facilities. They are family friendly, with Family/child friendly amenities.
Getting Around: Cars, Taxis, and the Perils of Google Maps
Getting around was fairly straightforward.
- Car park [free of charge]. A definite perk!
- Taxi service. Easy to sort out.
The Quirks, the Flaws, and the Overall Verdict
Look, no place is perfect. Okay, maybe the terrace is perfect. But let's be real, the small imperfections are what give a place character.
- The lack of a really great coffee shop.
- The initial confusion about the exact entrance.
- They had a small issue with the billing.
The Final Word:
Would I go back to this Niksic apartment? Absolutely. Those mountains! That terrace! The peace and quiet! The fluffy bathrobes! Yes. Just… yes. It's not flawless, but it has so much charm and potential that it's worth braving a few minor hiccups. Go. Just go. And bring sunscreen. Seriously, that terrace gets a lot of sun.
Rating: 4.5 out of 5 stars. (That terrace is a solid 5 stars.)
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we’re diving headfirst into my Niksic, Montenegro adventure! Specifically, the "Wonderful 2BR Apartment with Large Terrace" – which, let's be honest, was the primary reason for choosing Niksic in the first place. (Just kidding…sort of.)
Day 1: Arrival, Apartment Bliss, and… Existential Dread?
- Morning (9:00 AM): Arrived at Podgorica Airport. Ugh, airports. Always the same chaotic symphony of crying babies, frantic announcements, and the vague feeling of being slightly lost. Found my pre-booked transfer. The driver, a man named Petar (or maybe it was Pero? Balkan names are a minefield!), blasted some Balkan folk music that made me simultaneously want to dance and take a nap.
- Late Morning (11:30 AM): Finally, Niksic. The drive was gorgeous, though. Rugged mountains, winding roads, glimpses of the sea in the distance… Seriously, Montenegro is stunning. We trundled through the little town, a mix of Soviet-era architecture and newer buildings. The apartment hunt was a bit of a comedy of errors; finding the apartment was a challenge, and the "large terrace" was initially a bit underwhelming, I was expecting more of a view, But hey, it’s all just a matter of perspective, right?
- Afternoon (1:00 PM): Unpacked. Threw my bag on the bed, because, priorities. The apartment WAS wonderful though. Clean, modern, airy. That terrace… well, we’ll get to the terrace. Decided the first thing to do was try and find some sustenance. Google maps sent me in circles and, eventually, I was eating a pizza in a place that looked like a time-warp.
- Afternoon (3:00 PM): Grocery store run. Armed with my (terrible) Croatian phrasebook, I attempted to purchase some essentials: coffee (a must!), local cheese (essential!), and maybe, just maybe, some local wine. The cashier stared at me with a look of profound confusion. I felt like a bewildered tourist, which, well, I was. Managed to stumble out with a bag full of…well, I'm not entirely sure, still.
- Late Afternoon (5:00 PM): The Terrace Revelation! Right, so the terrace. It’s…big. Like, could-hold-a-small-party big. (Okay, maybe not THIS big, but you get the idea). Sat out there with a coffee, staring at the view (which, admittedly, wasn't stunning, but… it was there). The quiet was a bit…much. Suddenly, I was overwhelmed with a sense of existential dread. What was I doing here? Why did I travel? Was this the view I wanted to see? Thankfully, wine came to the rescue.
- Evening (7:00 PM): Stumbled into a charming little restaurant called "Konoba Onogošt". Lovely, friendly staff with minimal English. Ordered something that resembled grilled meat, which, honestly, wasn't the best meal of my life, but it was perfect. The sunset was pretty. The feeling of lonely melancholy lifted, replaced by a warm feeling of being alive.
- Night (9:00 PM): Back to the apartment. Terrace. Wine. Stargazing. Watched a local soccer match, but honestly, I just wanted to get lost. Got lost. Fell asleep with a book on my chest because I'm a messy person.
Day 2: Lake Krupac, Mountain Vibes, and Culinary Disasters.
- Morning (8:00 AM): Slept in. The coffee was actually good. Terrace. Enjoyed the view, finally. Did some journaling, feeling much better, maybe the solitude was the key after all.
- Morning (10:00 AM): Headed to Lake Krupac. The instructions to get there are somewhat confusing. So I got there. It's a beautiful artificial lake. The sun was shining, the water was pretty, the air was fresh.
- Afternoon (1:00 PM): Mountain drive time! Decided to take a drive into the mountains surrounding Niksic – a spontaneous decision, fuelled by a vague desire for "adventure". The roads were terrifying. Narrow, winding, with precipitous drops. Briefly questioned my life choices. But the views… unbelievable. Rugged peaks, forests of emerald green, and little villages clinging to the hillsides. Pure, unadulterated beauty.
- Afternoon (3:00 PM): Lunch. Found what looked like a traditional restaurant perched on the side of the mountain. Ordered… something. It looked like a giant meatball. I ate it! I didn't love it.
- Late Afternoon (5:00 PM): Attempted to cook dinner at the apartment. Epic. Fail. Burned the garlic, undercooked something, and generally created a smoky disaster. Gave up and ordered pizza. At this point, I felt defeated. I may never master this cooking thing.
- Evening (7:00 PM): More wine on the terrace. The stars were out, but this time, the view was more appreciated.
Day 3: Ostrog Monastery and Farewell
- Morning (9:00 AM): Up early for a trip to the Ostrog Monastery, one of the most important pilgrimage sites in the Balkans. The drive was long and tough! This place is carved into a cliff face. It's both incredibly beautiful and deeply moving. The atmosphere was incredibly reverent, and I spent some time just soaking in the energy.
- Afternoon (2:00 PM): Back in Niksic. Final Terrace moment. I'm starting to appreciate the simplicity of it. The view, even if not an epic one, is mine. I've been changed from being alone.
- Afternoon (3:00 PM): Pack. Clean the apartment. Realise I've probably left a trail of crumbs and half-eaten snacks everywhere.
- Late Afternoon (4:00 PM): Last-minute souvenir shopping. The small shops, filled with everything from local honey to handmade crafts.
- Evening (6:00 PM): Dinner at Konoba Onogošt. Celebrated the end of the trip by myself.
- Night (8:00 PM): Taxi to Podgorica Airport. The inevitable airport chaos.
Final Thoughts (and a Disclaimer):
This trip was messy. It was flawed. It was filled with minor mishaps and existential crises. But it was… real. And that, ultimately, is what made it wonderful. The apartment, the Terrace, the food, the mountains, the people, the wine… it all came together to create a unique experience.
So, if you're planning a trip to Niksic, go for it. Embrace the mess. Embrace the imperfections. And, above all, embrace the adventure. You might just surprise yourself.
P.S. If you see anyone near the "Wonderful 2BR Apartment with Large Terrace" let them know the wi-fi code is…well, you'll have to figure that one out. It's a mystery. Good luck!
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(Okay, maybe dream home with a side of "Oh god, what have I done?")
Wait, Niksic? Isn't that... inland? Are you sure you want to be inland in Montenegro?
Look, okay, first off, yes, it's inland. And yes, I *know* the coast is ridiculously gorgeous. Everyone's all "fjord this" and "beach that." But... the price! My wallet (and my sanity) sighed a collective sigh of relief when I started looking inland. Also, I kinda liked the slightly-less-touristy vibe. I figured, you know, authentic Montenegrin life, maybe? And let me tell you, walking past the same five stray cats every day is definitely feeling authentic. They've even given me names, I think. One's definitely "Slinky," the other's "Food-Beggar," and the striped one... I haven't quite figured him out yet. He just stares. Creepy. And the air? So clean! Seriously, I was expecting pollution, but nope! Just… air. Fresh, mountain-y air. (But, let's be real, I still miss the sea sometimes. Dammit, you got me thinking about seafood now…) Okay, next question.
So, 2BR? Is that enough room for a... a life?
Two bedrooms? Yeah, it's... enough. One's the master, which is... well, it's a room. Big enough for the bed, a chair (that I never use) and a mountain of clothes that I swear magically multiplies overnight. The other one? That's the "guest room," aka the "storage room/occasional panic room" room. (Don't judge, alright? Moving is stressful!) I’m hoping to get it set up properly one day. Maybe. Probably not. I’m also thinking of turning a section of the living room into a temporary office but, you know, life. It's *capable* of holding a life. Whether that life is organized or not... well, that remains to be seen. I'll give you an update in six months. Or a year. Whenever I finally find that box of extension cords.
Tell me about the HUGE terrace! What's it like out there? Is it as idyllic as the pictures?
Ah, the terrace. The *piece de resistance*. My therapist is convinced it's a metaphor for my emotional state. It's HUGE. Seriously, it's bigger than some apartments I've lived in. The pictures? Yeah, perfectly curated. I'll admit, when I first saw it, I nearly swooned. Imagine: panoramic views, sunshine, a glass of local wine… Reality? Currently, it's a haven for dust bunnies and a relentless sun that beats down like a vengeful god. I’ve got a rusty old table. And the wind? Forget trying to have a candle-lit anything out there. It’s more like a wind tunnel. But! The potential! I've got plans. Big, elaborate plans. A grill! A hammock! A tiny, perfectly manicured herb garden that will die within a week because I’m the world’s worst gardener. It'll be epic. Eventually. Right now, it’s mainly where I retreat to scream into the void when the internet goes down (which is…often).
Okay, the internet. Is it good? Because I *need* internet. Like, to breathe.
The internet…oh, the internet. It's... a work in progress. Let's just say, the WiFi connection speeds seem to be inversely proportional to my level of caffeine intake. Some days it’s blazing fast, and I feel like the digital overlord of the entire region. Other days? I'm staring at a buffering wheel, contemplating the meaning of life, and whether or not dial-up was actually better. I've spent more time on the phone with customer service than I have actually *using* the internet. I suspect my neighbors are also secretly using my signal. I try to be a good neighbor, but when the internet goes down and I'm staring at my computer screen, I can't help but think... maybe they’re not so good. I've learned a LOT about resetting routers. And I’m starting to think I need a new router. And maybe a whole new ISP. But, hey, at least I have the time to contemplate those things while… buffering.
What about the neighbors? Are they, like, annoying? (Be honest.)
The neighbors... Okay, let's get this out of the way. They're... present. I'm pretty sure the elderly lady across the hall knows my every move. Every time I leave, she's either already out on the landing, or she materializes like a genie when I open my door. And the conversations... they are primarily conducted in a language I understand only about a third of the time. But she's always smiling and offering me something. Mostly fruit. And the fruit is amazing, so... I'm not complaining. The family downstairs? They have a dog that barks a lot. A LOT. But the kids are adorable, and they bring me cookies sometimes. So, overall? They're… alright. Definitely more interesting than the generic "Welcome to Apartment Living" brochure I was expecting. I'm trying to learn some basic phrases in Montenegrin. Wish me luck. Or send me a translator.
Is there anything you *don't* like? Anything that’s a total dealbreaker?
Oh, there's stuff. There's *always* stuff. The water pressure is occasionally a bit... wimpy. Doing laundry is a whole other level of adventure, thanks to the plumbing's unique design. The language barrier is definitely a challenge. I got lost the other day, and I'm pretty sure the directions I received involved sheep, a roundabout, and a bakery that doesn't actually exist. And… okay, fine, the seagulls. They are vicious, relentless, and they *will* steal your sandwich. (That happened on my first day. Devastating.) But dealbreakers? No. Just… adjustments. Everything's an adjustment! Look, I'm here. I’m adapting. I'm learning. It’s a work in progress. And despite the occasional minor (okay, major) freak-out, I wouldn't trade it for the world. (Except maybe a reliable high-speed internet connection. And a sandwich that hasn't been attacked by birds.)
Would you recommend this place to… anyone?
Hmm. That's a good question. If you're looking for a pristine, pre-packaged, perfectly polished experience? No. Run. Run far, far away. If you're theEscape to Paradise: Boka Hotel Bovec, Slovenia - Unforgettable Luxury Awaits
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