Sunrior Montenegro: Luxurious Apartments You Won't Believe Exist!
Sunrior Montenegro: Seriously, Are These Apartments Real?! (A Messy, Honest Review)
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the beans (and maybe a little bit of the expensive Montenegrin wine) on Sunrior Montenegro: Luxurious Apartments You Won't Believe Exist! Let's be real, the name alone is promising a level of paradise. And after staying there? Well, let's just say my expectations were both shattered and exceeded. This isn't your average hotel review; it's a deep dive into the slightly manic, occasionally glamorous, and ultimately memorable experience that is Sunrior.
First Impressions & That Whole Accessibility Thing:
Finding Sunrior was a breeze. (Okay, maybe not a breeze in my tiny, rented Fiat, up winding Montenegrin roads… but it wasn't a nightmare.) Accessibility? They claim to have facilities for disabled guests, and while I didn't personally need them, I did see elevators and what seemed to be ramp access to certain areas. I wouldn't guarantee a fully-baked, 100% accessible experience, but they are trying, unlike some other "luxury" places that seem to forget stairs are a thing. This is a big plus, and a huge selling point, so I hope they double down on making sure it's as seamless as possible. And the Airport Transfer? Yes, they had it! Saved me the hassle of haggling with a cab driver who probably also didn't speak English. Victory!
The Rooms (And the Reality of Luxury):
Right, let's talk about the apartments themselves. The advertisements promised "luxurious." And, truth be told, they delivered. Forget sterile hotel rooms – these are apartments, meaning space, and a lot of it. I'm talking sprawling living areas with enormous windows framing the breathtaking views. My jaw literally dropped. The air conditioning? Brilliant. Essential. Life-saving, because Montenegro gets hot in the summer. I'm talking, sweat-you-can't-believe-exists-levels of hot. And the soundproof rooms? Bless their cotton socks. Because let's face it: sometimes, even the best views can't overcome the sound of your neighbour's questionable karaoke skills.
Now, here's where things get… interesting. The internet access – wireless? Hit or miss. Mostly miss. There were moments I was convinced I’d gone back to the dial-up era. (Remember those agonizing squeals? Shudder.) The free Wi-Fi in all rooms? Technically yes, practically, perhaps a prayer was needed. They really need to sort that out, because, like, in this day and age, a decent internet connection is practically a human right. The luxury they advertise is completely undermined if you can't even upload a decent Instagram story!
The room itself had a ton of amenities, like a coffee/tea maker, free bottled water (thank you, because I was dehydrated!), and a refrigerator. The bathroom? Divine. Separate shower and bathtub, plush bathrobes, and actual, proper toiletries. And the extra long bed?! As someone who is over six feet tall, this was a revelation. No more dangling feet! My back thanked them. The additional toilet was a bonus. I wouldn’t have known I needed it till I DID.
Rambling… But Still About Rooms:
But, and there’s always a but, some things were… wonky. The desk was a bit… wobbly. The closet space was maybe a touch on the small side, especially for a girl with a penchant for overpacking. The mirror in the bathroom was a bit foggy, and the “smart” TV in my room was somehow connected to a channel that played looped bird sounds. I swear. Bird sounds. 24/7. It was maddening, especially when I was trying to decide what restaurant to go to.
Seriously, the Internet Needs Fixing!
I felt I've got to double down on the internet situation. The Internet access – LAN wasn't even an option. The meeting/banquet facilities, and the Wi-Fi for special events, are probably also useless, as would be the Audio-visual equipment for special events. The business facilities such as Xerox/fax in business center, probably not useful too. This place really needs to take a long, hard look at its network setup; the internet problem has been a constant headache.
Dining, Glorious Dining (and a Food Crisis):
Alright, food. Where do I begin? Sunrior has a decent offering. Restaurants? Plural! Poolside bar? Yes, and a very welcome one after a scorching day. I’m going to be brutally honest, the food was mostly pretty good. But… again, but… it wasn't consistently brilliant. The breakfast [buffet] was generally a safe bet, with a good selection of Western breakfast options, and even some adventurous (for me!) Asian breakfast offerings. However, some days it felt like they were running on fumes.
Then I discovered the dessert, and that was a big win. The Desserts in restaurant selection was great. Yum!
The restaurants themselves offered a mix of international cuisine and some surprisingly good Asian cuisine in restaurant. They even had a vegetarian restaurant, which, as a meat-eater, was a welcome offering. The A la carte in restaurant was pretty good, but I preferred the buffet.
And Don't Forget the Poolside Booze!
The Poolside bar was a godsend. Happy hour? YES, PLEASE. The coffee/tea in the restaurant was a little bit too strong for me, but the cocktails? They were perfect. They had a bottle of water available.
Dining (and Social Distancing):
Safe dining setup was good, I have a good sense of security. Alternative meal arrangement was available.
Relaxation & Pampering: Spa Chaos (in a Good Way?)
Okay, so the Spa/sauna was the reason I booked. And, let's be honest, it was mostly worth it. They had a swimming pool [outdoor], which was absolutely stunning. Overlooking a vast expanse of Adriatic sea, it was just magical. They had a lovely pool with a view. I mean, the views alone were worth the price of admission.
The indoor spa area had everything you could dream of: a sauna, steamroom, and options for a massage, even a foot bath. The Body wrap felt like being swaddled in a cloud, and the Body scrub left my skin feeling like I was 16 again. And their gym/fitness centre was good. The fitness centre also had a Fitness center, and the option was great.
However, the whole experience felt a little chaotic. Finding a free lounger by the pool was a competitive sport. Getting a spa appointment felt like winning the lottery. But, in the end, I managed to get by.
Cleanliness & Safety (And the Covid-19 Circus):
Sunrior seemed to be making an effort. Anti-viral cleaning products were in use. Rooms sanitized between stays was good. There was a Staff trained in safety protocol, there's Hand sanitizer in every corner, and the Daily disinfection in common areas was noticeable. They offered Room sanitization opt-out available, and Cashless payment service. The hygiene certification thing was obviously in order, with a Sanitized kitchen and tableware items setup. Individually-wrapped food options made me believe that they took the Covid issue seriously.
Staff and Service (The Quirks and the Charms):
The staff were, without exception, lovely. Always smiling, always helpful. I felt safe. They were polite, and tried to cater, though some had only basic English. They're obviously trained well.
Things To Do (Beyond Lounging):
Okay, so Sunrior is more of a chill-out-and-recharge kind of place. But the staff will hook you up with Taxi service if needed. They had Bicyle parking. You've got the pool, the spa, the food, and the views. They do have options for Meeting/banquet facilities (assuming you can get the internet working), and outdoor venue for special events but I didn't see anyone doing them. They also have a Gift/souvenir shop, and a convenience store.
For the Kids?
They claim to be Family/child friendly, with Babysitting service and Kids facilities, and even a Kids meal option.
In short, I would go again. Because while Sunrior Montenegro has its quirks and imperfections, it is a place that makes you feel good. And isn't that what a holiday is all about?
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Okay, here we go. Buckle up, buttercup. This isn't your pristine, perfectly-planned travel itinerary. This is… well, this is me trying to survive a week at Lux Apartments Sunrior in Montenegro, potentially fuelled by too much rakija (Montenegrin brandy) and a healthy dose of utter bewilderment at all things Balkan.
Lux Apartments Sunrior, Montenegro: A Week of Questionable Choices and Glorious Mistakes
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Balcony Debacle (Or, How I Almost Lost My Luggage… and My Mind)
Morning (ish - because jet lag is a beast): Landed in Tivat. Let's just say the airport resembled a slightly more chaotic version of a high school prom. Found my transfer (thank God!), a grizzled chap with a moustache thick enough to house a small family of sparrows. He spoke exactly three words of English: “Luggage? Here! Montenegro!” Charming.
Afternoon: Finally, finally, arrived at Lux Apartments Sunrior. The pictures online were… optimistic. The reality? Well, it’s… clean(ish). The balcony? Promising! Until I tried to open the damn sliding door. It was like wrestling a grumpy badger. Managed to pry it open with a prayer, a groan, and possibly a small sacrifice to the local gods. Triumph! (Later, after 20 minutes of trying to close it, I decided that maybe I should just leave it open which was the beginning of the "Great Balcony Debacle")
Evening: Attempted to explore the town of Budva. Failed. Got hopelessly lost, ended up in a back alley that smelled of, well, let’s just say "local charm." Found a restaurant, ordered something that sounded delicious on the menu (lamb with something-or-other) and received a plate of what appeared to be a vaguely animal-shaped piece of gristle. Ate it anyway. Solidarity with the locals? My stomach is now having a party.
Late Night: Back at the apartment. The sliding door is STILL open. The view… amazing. The wind… relentless. I’m starting to suspect it was designed to make me buy the overpriced mosquito repellent I saw at the grocery. I spend a small fortune.
Day 2: Beach Bliss… and a Brush with the Very Hungry Seagulls
Morning: Woke up to the sound of crashing waves… and the persistent squeak of the balcony door. Tried (and failed) to close it again. Decided to embrace the chaos. Coffee on the balcony – life doesn't get much better! (Don't mention my slightly-too-much-rakija hangover)
Afternoon: Conquered the beach. The water was crystal clear, the sun was beating down… and the seagulls were vicious. I bought a delicious sandwich from a local food stall which I had to protect with my life since I was surrounded by dive-bombing feathered fiends. I swear, one of them tried to steal my sunglasses. Little bastards. Spent the next hour nursing a minor trauma from the onslaught.
Evening: Dinner. This time, I took some advice and ordered the seafood. A feast! So fresh! Feeling confident, I attempt to order “another plate” which resulted in much head-scratching from my waiter. Oh, the language barrier!
Night: Back at the apartment. Balcony still open. Seagulls plotting. Me? I'm barricading myself in with a bottle of local wine and the faint hope of a decent night's sleep.
Day 3: Old Town Antics and the Great Gelato Incident
Morning: Finally dragged myself to the Old Town of Budva. Cobbled streets, ancient walls, a real vibe. Took a gazillion photos. Felt like a proper tourist.
Afternoon: The Great Gelato Incident happened. I saw a gelato shop that promised "the best gelato in the world." Naturally, I had to experience this. Ordered a triple scoop masterpiece. Then, disaster struck. I tripped. Gelato everywhere. Me covered in sticky, delicious (and now ruined) ice cream. The embarrassment was monumental. The only upside? The sweet, sweet taste of the now-defunct pistachio.
Evening: Found a tiny Konoba (traditional restaurant) hidden away in the Old Town. Ate (carefully) and drank (liberally). Became friends with a rather opinionated cat who seemed to disapprove of my footwear choices.
Night: The balcony is now officially a permanent feature of my life. I've given up fighting it. The seagulls? They’re my new neighbours.
Day 4: Kotor Bay Adventure (and a Moment of Genuine Beauty)
Morning: A day trip to Kotor Bay! The drive was stunning. Mountains meeting the sea, winding roads… breathtaking! I think I actually forgot to Instagram for, like, an hour. A record!
Afternoon: Explored the Old Town of Kotor. The walls! The history! I climbed a fortress which challenged my fitness. It nearly killed me but I didn't give up but it was worth it.
Evening: Dinner by the bay. The water was calm. The sky was a fiery orange. For a fleeting moment, I felt… peace. And then a mosquito landed on my arm. Back to reality.
Night: Back in the apartment. Balcony still open. Seagulls, well-behaved. The sky is incredibly clear tonight. I swear, I can see the constellations.
Day 5: The Day I Accidentally Became a Local Soccer Fan (And Got Yelled At… A Lot)
Morning: Decided to try and blend in with the locals. (Big mistake). Walked towards a local cafe when, BOOM! A parade! Apparently, there was a local soccer match. The excitement was infectious so I decided to join the masses, and got a front seat, very close to the players!
Afternoon: The game was, as they say, "passionate." I understood nothing, but shouted anyway. Got yelled at… a lot. (My cheering was apparently not up to par).
Evening: Celebrated my newfound soccer fandom with a hearty meal and another bottle of local wine. I'm starting to think I should move here and open a bar.
Night: The balcony is now my comfort zone. The seagulls, they are like family.
Day 6: Beach Day Redemption and the Art of Doing Nothing (Almost)
Morning: Back to the beach! Prepared for another seagull onslaught. But this time, I was ready. I brought a weapon (a slightly-too-worn newspaper).
Afternoon: Actually managed to relax. The sun was warm. The water was perfect. The newspaper worked! Victory!
Evening: Took a long walk and decided to sit at a bench, enjoying the sunset.
Night: Packing. The apartment is a mess. The balcony door is still open. I'm leaving.
Day 7: Departure (and the Promise to Return… Eventually)
Morning: Woke up to the sound of seagulls. A final, "goodbye".
Afternoon: Airport. Farewell, Montenegro!
Evening: On the plane, looking back at my journal. A chaotic mess, just like my trip! But I would go back for the beautiful views, to laugh at the locals, and to face the challenges. I will always remember the Great Balcony Debacle.
Final Thoughts: Montenegro, you crazy, beautiful place! You challenged me, you frustrated me, you kept me on my toes. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
P.S. If anyone finds a lost pair of sunglasses, they're probably being worn by a very smug seagull.
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Sunrior Montenegro: Luxury Apartments - Ask Me Anything! (Seriously, I've Been There - Twice!)
Okay, spill. Are these apartments *really* as insane as they look in the photos? (Because, frankly, they seem…photoshopped.)
Alright, here's the unvarnished truth, fresh from the Sunrior oven: The photos? Mostly real. Mostly. I remember thinking the first time I saw them, "Yeah, right. That infinity pool is probably the size of a bathtub and the views are CGI." Nope. The pool? Actually insane. Like, Olympic-sized-pool-that-you-can't-believe-you're-allowed-in-your-private-apartment-sized insane. And the views? Think "postcard you actually *want* to frame." The interior design is... well, let's just say I had to fight the urge to wear gloves just *being* in the place. It's that pristine. Then, the second time I went... let's just say I felt a bit more relaxed (and less intimidated) about accidentally touching the art. Small improvement... huge relief!
What's the *catch*? There always is one. Is it the price that will make me cry?
Okay, look. Real talk. The catch? It's definitely not cheap. I mean, you're paying for the privilege of practically living a James Bond lifestyle. My first reaction? A gasp, a quick check of my bank account, and then... acceptance. Because, let's face it, even *considering* it felt pretty darn special. Think of it as an investment... in your happiness, in your sanity, in your ability to brag shamelessly to your friends. The prices… well, they vary. But let's just say you probably won't be paying with loose change. Prepare to maybe have to sell a kidney. Or, you know, just save for, like, a year. Or five. Okay, maybe longer. Still worth it, though.
What's the actual *vibe* like? Is it pretentious? Do I need to bring a monocle?
This is the *big* question, isn't it? And the answer... is complicated. Yes, it's luxurious. Yes, there are probably people there who would judge your choice of swimwear (don't wear Speedos, trust me). But I didn't find it *overly* pretentious. Maybe I just got lucky. Maybe I was too busy staring at the ocean to notice. There's a mix. Some serious power players, certainly. But also, some families, some older couples, and a few people like me, who were probably just pinching themselves the whole time. The staff, bless their hearts, are amazing. Super friendly, super helpful, and they make you feel like you belong. The vibe is generally... relaxed. Maybe a *slightly* stressed relaxation, if that makes sense. You're aware you're somewhere extraordinary, but you're meant to *enjoy* it. So, ditch the monocle. Maybe bring a really fabulous hat.
Okay, the service. Everyone claims luxury service is amazing, but it never is (or it's so formal you feel awkward). What's Sunrior's like?
Oh, the service. This is where Sunrior *shines*. Seriously. I mean, I'm not kidding when I say they anticipate your needs before *you* even realize you have them. One time, I was sitting by the pool, vaguely thinking "hmmm, a cold compress would be nice," and BOOM! Someone was there, offering a perfectly chilled lavender-infused towel. It was borderline creepy... in a good way. I remember being so overwhelmed at first, I wanted to just bolt and hide in my room. I felt so awkward. But they were incredibly professional and genuinely helpful. You want a massage at 2 AM? Done. Need a last-minute helicopter ride to a remote island? (Okay, I didn't actually *need* this, but I'm sure they could arrange it.) They genuinely seem to want you to have an amazing time. And, you know what? They succeed. (Mostly. I'm still slightly traumatized by my attempt at ordering room service in Montenegrin. My fault, entirely.)
What's something *nobody* tells you about Sunrior? A secret or a hidden annoyance?
Okay, the secret? The sheer *scale* of the place. My first time, I got lost trying to find the gym. And I am not exaggerating. I wandered around for a solid fifteen minutes, feeling like I was in a palace. Seriously, you need a map. And comfortable shoes. You will *walk*. A lot. The "hidden annoyance"? The sheer amount of choice. So many restaurants, so many activities, so many opportunities to accidentally eat the most expensive ice cream cone of your life. It's overwhelming, in a delicious way. You'll be paralyzed by options. Embrace it. And maybe set a budget. Otherwise, you'll be eating instant noodles for a month after you leave. (Worth it.)
Tell me about that *one* experience that made Sunrior unforgettable...
Alright. This is going to sound ridiculously cliché, but here goes. My first time, I was on the balcony of my apartment, in the middle of the night. The air was warm, the sea was a shimmering black canvas sprinkled with starlight. I had a glass of something bubbly in my hand (probably champagne, because, why not?), and I finally understood. I had spent the day trying to get a grip on this life and was nearly at my wit's end. But in that moment, I was not just *there*. I felt... something. It was the clarity. My brain felt like it had been cleared for a moment. Completely serene. I was relaxed, finally. The place had worked its magic. And... it was the most utterly, beautifully, perfectly *me* I'd felt in forever. I ended up just sitting there, for hours, staring at the sea. It was the perfect reset. It changed me. I'm not saying I'm a new person, but... I'm definitely a slightly more relaxed, sea-loving version of my old self. And every single penny was worth it.
Okay, let's talk *practicalities*. Can I bring my pet unicorn? What about kids?
Alright, let's break down the logistics. The unicorn? Probably not. (I mean, *ask*, but don't get your hopes up.) Pets? They have restrictions. Read the fine print. Kids? Yes, absolutely! The place caters to families, though you'll find more couples. They have kids' clubs and everything. There are family-friendly activities. (I saw a pirate-themed pool party – adorable!). As for things you need... Definitely pack some sunscreen. Maybe a nice bathing suit that makes you feel amazing. And, most importantly, a sense of adventure. Just be ready to spend moreHospitality Trails
