The hotel was hard to find. It was a very hot day, and I had to walk for about 30 minutes looking for it. There were no signs, no directions, or anything that would help. Locals helped. It turns out you had to enter what seemed like a private courtyard and pass through some kind of kitchen to get to the hotel grounds. Then another 10 minutes of searching for the reception floor. The staff was extremely unfriendly. The woman at reception never said hello and mumbled instructions and rules in rapid, memorized English, reading them so fast I couldn't even translate them in my head. Extreme disrespect. Then she gave me a key card that didn't work twice. I was tired and had to walk up and down three times, and finally she just went off somewhere. I had to wait for her for 30 minutes and then get my passport back. I spent two hours on bureaucratic procedures instead of relaxing. You won't see a smile from the staff at this hotel; you're not welcome here. I was supposed to have a room with a mountain view, but they gave me a room with a view of the bushes; they refused to change. There's no hot water in the bathroom, and the bed linen is stained with blood. The entire room is in disrepair; the wood paneling is falling off the baseboards, and the floor is covered in wood splinters. I tried to call reception on the internal phone, but it was broken. They don't provide drinking water. The refrigerator is broken. Hair is everywhere. During the day, you have to rent sun loungers, as the hotel doesn't even have its own small beach. Breakfast is mediocre; they thoroughly check your documents before allowing you to eat. The staff interferes with my meal; they kept coming up to me and asking if I'd eaten. I lost my desire to eat when they were standing over me. They gave me a discount at their restaurant. After comparing prices with other restaurants, I realized I wouldn't need the discount. The WiFi is practically non-existent, as it disconnects every three minutes. And the icing on the cake was the checkout: they demanded I pay a tax, but not 1 euro, but 1.5 euros. For me, 50 cents doesn't matter, but it highlights their pettiness and greed. I asked for a receipt, but she refused to give it to me, claiming the printer was broken. She probably pocketed the 50 cents, and she didn't even say hello; it's probably unpleasant. She promised to mail a receipt, but apparently she did it with a pigeon. I was looking for a hotel in Petrovac for two weeks to spend with friends who were arriving later, and I booked this hotel for one night to try it out and was completely disappointed. I ended up finding another hotel that was much better and had friendlier staff. I don't recommend it.
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