Novalja Dream: Chic Apartment, BBQ, & Unforgettable Views!
Novalja Dream: Chic Apartment, BBQ, & Unforgettable Views! - A Review That's a Little Less "Perfect"
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your average, polished-to-a-gleam hotel review. This is the real deal on Novalja Dream, and let me tell you, it was… an experience. And by experience, I mean a glorious, sun-drenched, sometimes-slightly-chaotic Croatian adventure.
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The Arrival: First Impressions and That View… (Okay, My Jaw Dropped!)
Okay, let's cut to the chase: the view. The view. Honestly, the photos don't do it justice. You pull up, the apartment is perched up high, and… BAM! Turquoise water glittering under the Croatian sun, the town of Novalja spread out below like a postcard. My first thought? "Wow, I hope I don't accidentally fall off the balcony." (Spoiler alert: I didn't. But I spent a lot of time leaning over the railing, just drinking it in.)
Accessibility:
Now, the website said it was accessible, and well, it kind of was. Getting to the apartment itself… that was a bit of a climb. The exterior corridors are a bit tight, and it wasn’t exactly a breeze for my aunt, who uses a mobility scooter. We managed, but if you’re really dependent on full accessibility, give them a call and double-check details or maybe book a lower floor. Inside the apartment, doorways were wide which was good.
Inside the Fortress of Fun: Cleanliness, Amenities & That Damn Perfect Kitchen…
The apartment itself was… chic. That’s the word, isn’t it? "Chic." Modern, minimalist, with a definite "Instagrammable" vibe. It was spotless! They are serious about that. The anti-viral cleaning products made me feel a whole heck of a lot safer. The rooms were sanitized between stays. The rooms felt very safe from Covid and any other bugs.
- The Kitchen: Oh. My. God. The kitchen. Seriously, I wanted to move in. Fully equipped with everything you could possibly need, from a fancy coffee machine to a wine cooler. I'm a terrible cook, and even I felt inspired. (I made a valiant attempt at pasta. Let's just say it wasn't Michelin-star material, but the wine on the terrace made it taste amazing anyway).
- The Balcony: See above. Seriously, bring a good book (or a trashy one; I'm not judging), a bottle of wine, and just… be. The terrace was amazing. The perfect spot to relax, wind down and enjoy the views, and plan your next epic adventure.
- The Bedroom: The bed… was comfortable. Okay, maybe a little too comfortable. I may or may not have spent a couple of mornings hitting the snooze button for an embarrassingly long time. The blackout curtains were a godsend.
The BBQ Situation: Meat, Mayhem, and Majestic Sunsets
Yes, let's talk about the BBQ. The apartment did come with a BBQ. And we did intend to use it. Only, and here’s a little quirk, we had a slight… fire. Apparently, I overloaded the charcoal. The resulting smoke was impressive, and the neighbors probably thought we were trying to signal aliens. Thankfully, our grilling skills (or lack thereof) didn't ruin the experience. The sunset views from the terrace, while we ate our slightly-charred sausages, were truly… wow. (Pro-tip: ask for help with the BBQ. Seriously.)
Things to Do & Ways to Relax (Because, Duh)
Okay, so beyond the apartment itself, what’s there to do?
- The Pool (with a View, Remember?) Yes. Divine. The pool was clean, the water was refreshing, and the views… you guessed it, amazing. The best part was just floating and staring out at the sea, completely brain-dead and happy.
- Fitness Center: (yes, there is). Now, I’m not a gym person by nature; but, it helps burn off any excess calories after too much wine or too much food.
- Spa/Sauna: If you are into that sort of thing, go for it!.
Eating, Drinking & the General Vibe:
- The Bar: There’s a bar. And, yes, they make a decent cocktail.
- Restaurants/Poolside Bar: These added another layer of convenience, and they were pretty handy.
- Breakfast: They promised breakfast in the room, and it was okay. It was convenient to have some breakfast options readily available. I liked the idea of it more than the actual reality of the breakfast itself.
Staff: Always There to Help (Mostly!)
I gotta give a shout-out to the staff. They were, for the most part, genuinely friendly and helpful. They were there to help with parking after a long journey.
The Not-So-Perfect Bits (Because No Place Is)
- The Internet: The internet… was a bit patchy. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms is a good thing, but I found it unreliable sometimes.
- Noise: The soundproofing isn’t perfect. You could hear some of the neighbors, especially in the evening when they’re enjoying themselves.
- The Stairs (and the Absence of an Elevator): Again, the accessibility thing. Be prepared for stairs.
Final Verdict: Would I Go Back?
Absolutely. Despite the slightly-wonky BBQ, the occasional internet issues, and the stairs, Novalja Dream delivered. It was more than just a place to stay; it was a base camp for an unforgettable Croatian adventure. The views alone are worth the price of admission. If you’re looking for a chic, modern apartment with stunning views and a relaxed vibe, Novalja Dream is definitely worth considering. Just… maybe don't trust me with the BBQ.
Rating: 4.5 out of 5 stars. (Minus half a star for the BBQ incident, and the internet).
Umag's BEST Private Pool Villa: Your Dream Holiday Awaits!
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's perfectly-planned travel itinerary. This is… well, it's me, trying to survive Novalja, Croatia, and hopefully not implode in the process. We're talking Contemporary Apartment with Barbecue, sun, sea, and the potential for epic sunburn. Let's see if I can make it out alive, and maybe, just maybe, have a good time.
Novalja Nirvana (or at least, Novalja… something)
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Apartment Hunt
- Morning (Let's be real, more like late morning): Touchdown in Zadar! Or, well, near Zadar. The airport's tiny, which means I have a panic attack about my luggage (the one thing that always seems to go missing). It’s a good workout to stay calm. Grab the rental car – a tiny little Fiat that I’m pretty sure is going to explode on the first hill. The drive to Novalja is… scenic. Like, postcard-worthy. Which, of course, I mostly miss because I'm too busy white-knuckling the steering wheel, trying not to plummet into the Adriatic.
- Lunch (Somewhere between hangry and desperate): Found a little roadside place. Ordered something that looked like a sandwich. Turns out, it was a sandwich… with mayonnaise. So much mayonnaise. I ate it anyway. Fuel is fuel, right?
- Afternoon: The Apartment Scavenger Hunt. The booking photos made the apartment look like a Grecian villa. Turns out it’s… well, it’s an apartment. Modern, yeah, but the "contemporary" part is really just a lot of sharp angles. The barbecue looks promising, though! Finding the apartment involved a quest worthy of Indiana Jones. Turns out, the address is…suggestive. We drove around, circled, cursed at Google Maps, and finally got someone on the phone who spoke enough English to point us in the general direction. Victory! (And a good hour of my life lost.)
- Evening: Unpack (sort of). The sea view from the balcony? Incredible. The relief of not being lost anymore? Even better. Cracking open a local beer (Ožujsko, I think?) and just… breathing. That’s a win. Barbecue attempt #1. Let’s hope the charcoal behaves. If not, we'll be dining on disappointment.
Day 2: Beach Bliss (and the inevitable chaos)
- Morning (Okay, this time it’s actually morning): Sunscreen application: the ritual. Attempting to look like a bronzed goddess, failing miserably, but hey, at least I'm trying. Headed to Zrće Beach. The music is already thumping. It’s a sensory overload. But the water! Crystal clear, turquoise… gorgeous. Okay, I'm feeling it.
- Midday (a blur of sun and sand): Okay, Zrće is… Intense. Like, Ibiza-on-speed intense. There are beautiful people everywhere. And here am I, with my slightly-too-pale skin and a desperate need for a nap. Decided to skip the all-day danceathons and find a calmer patch of sand. Found it! At a smaller beach. The water's even better there. Spent hours swimming, and being absolutely useless.
- Afternoon: (the moment the sunburn hits): Sunburn. It's a given, right? Even with sunscreen, I manage to get a little pink. Swear I put enough on this time. Back to the apartment for aloe vera and general misery.
- Evening: Culinary Disaster (and redemption): The barbecue calls again! We attempt to grill some fish – bought fresh from the market. Turns out, my grilling skills are… lacking. The fish is charred to a crisp on the outside, raw on the inside. Disaster! We salvaged some veggies and ended up with a makeshift (and surprisingly delicious) salad. Pizza delivery to the rescue! (Pizza, even bad pizza, always tastes good after a day at the beach.) Watched the sunset. It always makes up for bad cooking.
Day 3: Island Hopping and Minor Meltdowns
- Morning: Ferry to Pag Island. Beautiful, barren landscape. We rented a tiny boat. (Me? On a boat? Are you kidding me?) The sea is choppy. My stomach is doing somersaults. "This is what I love about Croatia!" - my friend said.
- Midday (the turning point of the trip): Found a hidden cove. The water is the most incredible shade of blue I've ever seen. We swam. We snorkeled (attempted). I actually felt a bit of peace. The sun warmed my skin, while the blue-green water calmed every part of me.
- Afternoon (near a local restaurant): Stopped for lunch in a small, charming town. Ordered the local cheese (Pag cheese, famous!) and some grilled lamb. The cheese was amazing. The lamb was… gamey. Swallowed my pride (and most of the lamb).
- Evening: Back to the apartment, sun-kissed and slightly seasick. The apartment has become more like a home than a rental apartment. It has the mess and the feeling of a safe place to be yourself.
Day 4: Exploring Novalja & Farewell Feast
- Morning: Finally explored Novalja properly. The town is cute, with a few shops and waterfront restaurants. Spotted an ice cream shop, and the siren call was irresistible.
- Midday: Did some souvenir shopping. Found a beautiful ceramic trinket. Realized I have zero space in my suitcase. The endless quest to find a way to pack all my bags - the true neverending story.
- Afternoon: Barbecue attempt #3 - this time with a carefully crafted plan. This time, it worked! Ribs, grilled veggies, and even a (slightly burnt) corn on the cob. Victory! The meal was the perfect way to end the trip.
- Evening: Watching the sunset over the Adriatic. I may have overdone it on the beer. Feeling a little bit sentimental. Croatia has been rough, but also beautiful. There were struggles, the sunburns and the awful cooking, the minor breakdowns and the occasional feeling of overwhelming joy. It has certainly been an experience.
Day 5: Departure (and the promised land of home)
- Morning: Woke up, packed, and prepared for my flight.
- Departure: Made it to the airport on time and boarded my flight home.
- Evening: Finally made it home. The journey was an emotional experience.
Post-Trip Reflections (Because, let’s be real, I need them):
Croatia – Novalja, specifically – is… intense. It’s beautiful, sure, but also chaotic, hot, and occasionally a bit frustrating. But it's in the imperfection that the true magic lies. I learned to navigate, I learned to relax, and I even learned a little bit about grilling (though my skills are still questionable). Would I go back? Maybe. Definitely. Probably. Now, if you'll excuse me, I’m off to order some pizza… and maybe apply some more aloe vera. Wish me luck!
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Novalja Dream: Messy, Honest FAQs - Let's Do This!
So, like... what IS Novalja Dream, anyway? Besides a place to, you know, DREAM?
Okay, okay, deep breath. Novalja Dream is this apartment. Chic, they say. It's got a BBQ. And THE VIEW. Seriously, I'm not even kidding, the view. We'll get to that. Think sun, sea, and... well, a potential for a slightly messy vacation, if you're anything like me (and hopefully, you are!). It's in Novalja, Croatia, which, if you're asking, means you're in for a good time. Or possibly a chaotic one. Depends on the day, the sun, and how much Rakija you've had. Just sayin'.
Is it actually 'chic'? Because "chic" can mean a lot of things these days...
Alright, "chic." Let's unpack that. It's not *ancient* chic, like grandma's dusty doilies. It's definitely modern-ish. Clean lines, neutral tones... the kind of place you'd see on Instagram and think, 'Oh, I could live here, if only I wasn't such a slob.' Whether it's *your* definition of chic is another matter entirely. I, personally, appreciated the lack of clutter, which is essential for my survival. Your mileage may vary. Just don't show up expecting diamond-encrusted light fixtures. Unless... maybe they've upgraded since I was last there. Dare to dream, right?
Tell me about this BBQ. Is it any good? Because I love grilling.
The BBQ... oh, the BBQ. It's... *serviceable*. Let's put it that way. I used it. Meat got cooked. Food got eaten. There was a minor incident involving a rogue sausage and a sudden gust of wind (don't ask). The point is, it does the job. It's not a professional chef's setup, but it's absolutely perfect for a few beers, some sunshine, and the joy of grilling something yourself after a long day of... well, doing whatever you do on vacation. Just remember to bring your own tongs. And maybe some fire-lighters that *actually* work. I learned that the hard way, after a solid 20 minutes of puffing and praying. I mean, who brings defective fire-lighters?! Honestly.
Can I actually make a proper BBQ? I mean, are there proper utensils, or do I bring my own spatula?
Okay, here's the deal. They provide *some* utensils. But... and there's a but, isn't there always? I'd recommend bringing your own favorite tools. I mean, look, if you are serious about your BBQ game, you *have* to bring your own kit. Like, a real spatula, maybe some tongs that don't feel like they're about to fall apart in your hands, a good carving knife... you know, the essentials. Because trust me, standing there with a flimsy plastic fork, trying to flip a massive burger, is NOT the vibe. I learned that the hard way... again. Pack wisely, my friend. Pack wisely.
Okay, you KEEP mentioning the view. Is it REALLY that incredible? Like, Instagram-worthy?
The view. Prepare yourself. Yes. It's Instagram-worthy. Let me rephrase that. It's *stunning*. It's the kind of view that makes you sit on the balcony with your coffee (or, let's be honest, your first beer) and just... stare. The shimmering sea, the boats, the sun setting... it's enough to make you forget you're hungover from the night before. Almost. I was there, and the view was a constant theme. *Constant*. I swear, half my photos feature the horizon. Which, I guess, is a good thing. I mean, I did get some likes for the scenery. So yes. It's worth it for the view alone. Probably.
Does the view change, or does it get boring after a while? Surely staring at the sea 24/7 gets old, right?
Okay, this is a GREAT question. And the answer is... it depends on you. I mean, if you're the type who gets bored watching paint dry, maybe. But even then, no. The view *changes*. The light shifts. Sometimes there's a fierce storm, the waves crashing against the shore in a glorious display of nature's power. Then the next morning, it’s crystal clear, calm, serene... It’s never *boring*. It's always there, a constant, breathtaking reminder that you're on vacation, away from the usual drudgery of life. I found new things every day. On my balcony morning coffee ritual, I'd see the local fishermen go out. In the evenings, I'd watch sunset with a chilled local beer. Seriously, it's worth the price of admission, the view alone. (And yes, I'm slightly biased. But I'm also right.)
How do I get to Novalja Dream? Car? Plane? Do I need a boat?
Okay, logistics. Unless you're a particularly adventurous pirate, you'll want to aim for a plane and then probably a car. There are airports. I flew into Zadar, which is around a 1.5-hour drive. The roads are curvy and can get… interesting, so make sure the driver is paying attention. Seriously. I saw some things. Car is definitely the easiest way. You *could* try the boat, but good luck with that. I didn't try the boat. That sounds like *a lot*. Think luggage, sunburn... just opt for the car. Way less messing around.
What's parking like? Is it a nightmare?
Parking. A crucial question. Listen, I've been in parking nightmares, so I get the concern. Thankfully, at Novalja Dream, it's… manageable. There's parking. Maybe not directly outside the door, but close enough that you won't be hauling your luggage across town. It's a win. Honestly, I was expecting way worse, so this was a huge plus in my book. Just be prepared to do a little searching during peak season. (And, you know, remember where you parked. I may orGlobetrotter Hotels
