Escape to Paradise: Your Own Private Poolside Oasis in Banjole, Croatia!
Escape to Paradise: Banjole’s Poolside Oasis – A Review with a Side of Sunburn and Surprises!
Alright, alright, settle in, because you’re about to get the REAL scoop on the "Escape to Paradise" in Banjole, Croatia. Forget those picture-perfect brochures, because I'm diving headfirst (and probably getting chlorine in my eyes) into this experience. Consider this less a review, and more a… well, a slightly chaotic love letter to a Croatian getaway.
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Now, Let's Get Down to Business (and Maybe Find My Sunglasses):
Okay, first impressions: Accessibility. This is a BIG one for me. I’m not a wheelchair user, but I love knowing places are set up well for everyone. The website promised good things, and thankfully, they mostly delivered. There's mention of facilities for disabled guests, and while I poked around as much as I could (without… you know, actually needing it!), the common areas seemed surprisingly easy to navigate. The elevators work, which is always a win, and I noticed a few ramps and wider doorways. It's not PERFECT, but points for effort. Grade: B+.
Check-in/out: The Contactless check-in/out was a godsend. Especially after a long journey. And the speed was something I'd praise. We were tired and ready to collapse, and boom, room keys. Lovely. I didn't use the private check-in/out (didn't know it was an option!) - I just wanted to get to that pool. Grade: A
Rooms, Glorious Rooms! (And My Quest For the Plug Socket):
My room? Pretty darn decent. Air conditioning was a life-saver because, hello, Croatia in summer! Wi-Fi [free]? Absolutely. Free bottled water? Yes, please! The bed was comfy, though the extra-long bed didn't make much difference to my 5'4" self. I will say the non-smoking room was a breath of fresh (and smoke-free) air. The blackout curtains were a game-changer for us light-sensitive folks trying to catch some extra Z's.
The Internet access – wireless was solid, but the Internet access – LAN seemed a relic of a bygone era. Who uses LAN anymore?! 🤣
Now, the minor niggles: Where were the plug sockets? Found one… behind the bed. I swear I nearly pulled a muscle trying to reach it to charge my phone! The one bummer was the window that opens, being so hard to open. Maybe the previous tenant locked it. Grade: B+
The Pool! Oh, The Pool! (My Undying Love Affair):
Okay, let's be real, the Swimming pool [outdoor] and the Pool with a view were the main draw. And they DID NOT disappoint. The photos are accurate! The water was sparkling, the surrounding sun loungers beckoned, and the bar…oh, the Poolside bar!
I spent approximately 70% of my time in, or near, that pool. There was a moment, on day two, where I considered building a small shrine to it. The pool was my zen. My happy place. I’m not kidding. One day, I even convinced myself I saw a dolphin in the distance (it was probably a particularly enthusiastic inflatable flamingo).
Things To Do, Ways to Relax (and My Brief Encounter with a Cucumber):
They had a Spa/sauna, which was amazing. I was going to try the Body wrap but I had to be honest, I was scared I’d get claustrophobic. But I did get to try out the Sauna, which was divine, and they have a foot bath. I'd never tried one of those before and wasn't sure what to expect. It was amazing!
I was also interested in the Body scrub. I'm not particularly into those, but I heard they are amazing.
I also saw the Fitness center, Gym/fitness. I'm sorry to say, my fitness regime consisted of the "from lounger to pool, repeat" method. But hey, everyone has their own priorities, right?
Dining, Drinking, and (Mostly) Avoiding Over-Ordering:
The Restaurants were a highlight. The Breakfast [buffet]? A carb-lover's dream. Though, after the third day, I had to force myself to not order another plate of those pastries. The Breakfast service was on point. The Coffee/tea in restaurant was good.
I was very tempted to try the Asian cuisine in restaurant, but I stuck with the Western cuisine in restaurant.
They also had a Poolside bar, which I may have mentioned. 😇
There's also a Coffee shop there. Sadly, I didn't try it.
And what about the other things? Well, a Desserts in restaurant! Oh yes! I tried them all! I was so full I almost exploded.
Cleanliness and Safety (Because We Live in Crazy Times):
I was genuinely impressed. The staff seemed on top of their game. There was Daily disinfection in common areas. I even saw someone using Professional-grade sanitizing services. The staff wear masks. Hand sanitizer stations were everywhere. It made me feel a whole lot safer. Rooms sanitized between stays? Yeah, no complaints there. They were very careful.
The only slight thing I noticed was that some of the individually-wrapped food options, looked like they had been wrapped back in 1995. But hey - better safe than sorry. I also saw the Staff trained in safety protocol, and they weren't taking any chances, really. Grade: A
For the Kids (Or… Maybe Not, Actually):
They have Kids facilities. I think if you have kids, this place would be amazing. They also have Babysitting service, which may be useful. One day I saw a bunch of very excited kids playing by the pool and I was so glad that I was there on my own. They're also Family/child friendly!
Services and Conveniences (The Little Things That Matter):
The Daily housekeeping was a godsend. My room was always spotless. The Concierge was helpful, especially when I needed to figure out the local bus schedule (another point for accessibility!). Luggage storage was great for our travel plans.
I was interested in the Business facilities, but I had no business to take care of. Sad.
Getting Around (Which Involved Me Getting Lost… A LOT):
Car park [free of charge]: Yep, spacious and convenient. Taxi service: Available, though I only used it once – and proceeded to get horribly, hilariously lost on the way back. My fault, definitely not the driver's. Airport transfer: Yes, they have it. And it was timely.
The Quirks, The Imperfections, and The Overall Verdict:
Okay, so "Escape to Paradise" isn't perfect. Nothing ever is. The internet, at times, could be a little… slow. And the road to the beach? A bit of a hike, depending on your definition of "hike." But honestly? These are minor quibbles.
This place delivered on its promise. The staff was fantastic, the food was good (though maybe a little heavy on the carbs for my liking), and the pool… the pool was pure magic.
Would I recommend it? Absolutely. Would I go back? Book me a flight and slap some sunscreen on that lounger!
Overall Grade: A- (Minus a few points for those elusive plug sockets and the slightly dated LAN). But hey, who needs LAN when you've got a poolside paradise? Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a date with a sun lounger.
Escape to Paradise: Stunning Epiniac Holiday Home with Garden!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your meticulously planned, Instagram-perfect itinerary. This is the real deal, a sweaty, sun-kissed, slightly chaotic dive into a mobile home adventure in Banjole, Croatia. And trust me, it's gonna get messy.
The Banjole Blitz: A Hot Mess Itinerary
Days 1 & 2: Arrival, Tentative Exploration, and Existential Dread (Mostly Kidding)
- Morning 1 (Arrival): The flight was a bloody nightmare. Packed like sardines, turbulence that made my stomach churn, and the kid behind me would not stop kicking my seat. Finally, finally, we land in Pula. Sun blazing. I'm already dreaming of a cold beer. Navigating the rental car situation was a circus. Seriously, finding the car rental was almost as stressful as the flight itself. Then, the GPS… let's just say it had a very creative sense of direction. We found the mobile home eventually. It looked exactly like the pictures, which, honestly, felt like a minor miracle. Unpacking took approximately four hours, hindered by extreme heat and a general sense of disorientation.
- Afternoon 1: First impressions of the mobile home park are…mixed. The pool looked amazing, but the "nearby" beach? Well, it was a solid fifteen-minute walk, uphill, in the scorching sun. I'm already questioning my life choices. After settling in, we decided on a simple trip to buy groceries. We got lost. Multiple times. Found a random roadside fruit stand, though, so that was a win. The cherries were divine. (Note: I ate half the cherries before even checking out, and had to hide the pits).
- Evening 1: Grilled some dodgy-looking sausages on the tiny BBQ. Borderline inedible. Ended up ordering pizza. Pizza was life-saving. Sipped wine on the tiny porch, listening to the crickets, half-delirious from the sun and the general mayhem. A moment of pure bliss, followed by a mosquito attack. Turns out, I'm their favorite meal. Damn.
- Morning 2: Woke up with a mosquito bite on my eyelid. Glamorous. Attempted a swim in the pool. Kid's screaming. Husband's doing a cannonball that splashes everyone. I'm mostly observing because I forgot my swimming suit.
- Afternoon 2: Beach time! Finally! The water was crystal clear and unbelievably beautiful. Spent a blissful hour floating, pretending I didn't have a thousand emails waiting for me at home. Then, the sandflies attacked. Attacked! By the end of the afternoon, I looked like I had the chickenpox.
- Evening 2: Went to a restaurant in Banjole. The food was delicious, the local wine was perfect, and I was able to witness a glorious sunset.
Days 3 & 4: Water Adventures and a Touch of Culture
- Morning 3: Attempted to rent a kayak. Failed. The guy spoke approximately zero English. Ended up renting some sort of plastic paddleboard instead. Hilarious disaster ensued in the bay. I fell in. My husband fell in. The dog (yes, we brought the dog, what was I thinking?) nearly fell in. Good times, maybe? Yeah, good times (mostly).
- Afternoon 3: Decided to be cultural. Visited the Arena in Pula. Impressive. Hot. Crowded. But impressive. Spent far too long wandering around and taking pictures. Found a lovely little cafe near the Arena for coffee. My husband ordered a cake. They brought him an entire cheesecake.
- Evening 3: Drank way too much Rakija (Croatian schnapps) at a local bar. Found myself attempting to sing a Croatian folk song. Badly. Very, very badly. My throat still hurts.
- Morning 4: Woke up with a head throbbing and the vague memory of a karaoke disaster. The dog looked at me with judgment. Proceeded to vow never to drink again, at least for today.
- Afternoon 4: Went to the beach. Survived a near-drowning incident (I'm a terrible swimmer). Sunbathed, and vowed to apply sunscreen more often.
- Evening 4: Cooked a seafood dinner. This time, no mishaps! The only problem was the massive fish that had far too many bones.
Days 5 & 6: Island Hopping and Minor Meltdowns
- Morning 5: Took a ferry to the Brijuni Islands. Absolutely stunning, even despite my near-constant urge to scream at the boat's engine. Spent hours exploring, marveling at the Roman ruins and the wild animals. Feeling a little bit smug about my life choices.
- Afternoon 5: Swam in the crystal-clear water, and had an impromptu picnic on the beach (mostly bread and cheese, but still). Had a perfect, quiet moment of peace. Ruined by a crying child.
- Evening 5: Ate dinner at a restaurant on the island. Expensive, but the food was delicious. Saw a shooting star. Made a wish for world peace (and for the sandflies to disappear).
- Morning 6: Attempted to relax by the pool. Couldn't. The kids were fighting, the sun was relentless, and I was starting to seriously consider the concept of a solo vacation.
- Afternoon 6: Decided, screw it, I will just go get a massage. I'd heard that there was a good massage therapist in the area. So, I went. Turns out, I was wrong. The massage was weird. Very weird. I was uncomfortable, but the experience made me laugh. More than anything, it was an experience.
- Evening 6: Said goodbye to each other, to me, myself, and I, and went to a party. I found myself talking to a cool, local girl, and we went out dancing. It was a great time.
Days 7 & 8: Farewell and a Hazy Reckoning
- Morning 7: Packing. The most stressful part of any vacation. Did I mention the dog's hair? And the sand? And the stuff I definitely didn't need but bought anyway? Found a forgotten bottle of wine. Celebratory drink? Yes.
- Afternoon 7: Final swim in the pool. One last, desperate attempt to soak up the sun and the memories. Briefly considered never going home.
- Evening 7: Last meal in Banjole. Ate at a restaurant. The food was good. The wine was good. I was a bit sad.
- Morning 8: Departure. The drive to the airport was surprisingly smooth. No GPS mishaps, no angry children (mostly), minimal tears (mostly).
- Afternoon 8 (Homeward Bound): Sitting on the plane. Sunburnt, slightly exhausted, but strangely content. The trip was messy, chaotic, and imperfect. And yet…it was perfect. I wouldn't trade those mosquito bites, the Rakija-fueled karaoke, or the near-drowning experience for anything.
- Evening 8: Back home. Already planning the next adventure. Croatia, I'll be back. And next time…I'm bringing more bug spray. And maybe a better GPS. And possibly a therapist…? We'll see.
So, "Escape to Paradise"... Is it *really* paradise? (And should I even bother?)
Alright, let's be real. Paradise? That's a big word. And in my experience... it depends. The pool? Oh, yes, pure bliss. Crystal clear, perfect temperature, you're alone with your thoughts (and maybe a very large inflatable flamingo named Fabio). Paradise-adjacent, I'd say. But getting *to* the pool... that's where things get a little... Croatian. My first impression? "Oh good lord, this beautiful house is, in what seems like, the middle of *nowhere.*" But hey, if you crave peace and quiet and a truly private dip? Yeah, it’s worth it. Just maybe download some offline Google Maps before you get lost like I did – more on that later!
What's the deal with the pool, specifically? Spill the tea!
Okay, the pool is the *star*. Seriously. It's the reason you book this place. The moment you step out and see it sparkling in the sun... *chef's kiss*. It's the kind of pool you imagine yourself in, you know? Just picture it: Me, lounging on a sunbed (they're comfy, by the way!), a glass of something cold and bubbly (prosecco, naturally), the gentle lapping of the water... Utter, unadulterated relaxation. The size is perfect for proper swimming. And the maintenance? Actually, pretty good. I saw a guy doing it every morning and it really was clean. I think he may be a local legend.
The house. What's it like? Is it 'instagrammable'? (Don't judge me!)
Okay, Instagrammable? Let's just say it's got potential. The exterior? Stunning architecture. The interior? Well, it's... Croatian. It's comfortable without being overly fussy, which is nice. The appliances are fine - I think. I just got a bit lost when I started to use the oven. The furniture is a bit dated, but you're not supposed to be staring at the furniture all day, though, are you? The bedrooms were clean though. And look, it’s not like you’re going to be stuck inside all day staring at the decor, are you? Focus on the view, the pool, and maybe the local wine...and don’t forget the pictures!
Location, location, location! Is it easy to get around? Or am I doomed to a life of isolation?
This is where it gets real, folks. Banjole is... quiet. Really, *really* quiet. You absolutely need a car. And, and here’s the confession: I got lost. Multiple times. The GPS on my phone decided it didn't like me. I didn’t like the instructions, either. I ended up on a dirt road that looked like it belonged in a post-apocalyptic movie. I started to sweat. Eventually, I found a kind local who, after a lot of pointing and waving (thanks Google Translate), helped me get back on track. So, yeah, a bit of a learning curve. But once you get the hang of it, you can explore the coast, visit the charming towns like Rovinj and Pula, etc. Just make sure you've got a decent data plan. And maybe don't take the dirt road.
Any issues? Things that annoyed you? Be brutally honest.
Oh boy, where do I begin? Let's get this out of the day. The internet was a bit spotty at times. I had to go outside sometimes to load Instagram. It's a minor annoyance. And, (and I am not proud of this next one) the air conditioning wasn’t the best. But the worst? The mosquitoes! They were relentless. I got eaten alive. Bring, like, industrial-strength bug spray. Seriously. I spent one evening swatting and cursing. My skin still itches. Other than that, it's *mostly* smooth sailing.
What about food & drink? Is there a supermarket nearby? Restaurants?
Yes, there is a supermarket in Banjole. It's not exactly a gourmet food emporium, but it has the essentials. You'll definitely want to stock up on supplies. And the local restaurants? Pretty good! One night I ordered the seafood paella. It was a little pricey, and I’m pretty sure I only ate lobster for a week. You will find lots of fish restaurants on the beaches. But, and this is a big BUT: book in advance, or be prepared to wait. The locals know a good thing when they see it. And my advice? Try the local wine. It's divine, cheap, and probably the best bit of the whole holiday.
Okay, the burning question: would you go back? And would you recommend it?
That's a tough one. Look... despite the lost-in-the-wilderness moments, the mosquito massacre, and the slightly wonky internet? Yes. I would go back. The pool. The peace. The prosecco-fueled sunbathing. It was a genuinely relaxing experience. Would I recommend it? Absolutely. Just, you know, bring the bug spray, download the offline maps, and embrace the chaos. And don't forget to take lots of photos – because honestly, you'll need photographic evidence to prove you actually escaped to paradise! Just... maybe don't expect *perfect* paradise. Expect *real* paradise. And embrace it. I'm already dreaming of going back, and just imagining it feels perfect.
