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The archdukes made Opatija…
The suave and easvgoing Austrian archdukes,
In white jackets, black trousers, radiant gloves,
With monocles oil their eve and horse whip in their hands,.
An immaculate parting, fine
moustache, long armed and like in a septet
notorious Merry Widows women, women, women
from everywhere: Viennese ballerinas, Hungarian
horsewomen, countesses and baronesses from Hofburg,
ladies of the courts....
(From the work Romanzo di Abbazia by Lucio d'Ambra, Milan
1937) |
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| he time from the building of the
first hotel to the breakout of the First World War
was the golden age of Opatija. Live evidence of the
fact to this day are its hotels, boarding houses and
villas. The magnificent facades ornamented with vivacious
plastic art, the striking stairways and lavishly furnished
interiors are a reflection of the spirit of the times,
a spirit striving for refinement and distinction.
Opatija grew together with its guests - the imperial
and royal nobility, the Austrian and Hungarian elite,
and the celebrated artists who came here in search
of rest - and found inspiration.
With its mild climate, well-kept promenades, prolific
tourist and catering offer, with its God-given sunshine,
sea and air permeated with the ethereal scents of
plants and curative droplets of sea water, Opatija
relaxes and heals modern man from the stress and tensions
of the rush of everyday life he is exposed to, and
fulfils his most sophisticated yearnings during all
four seasons of the year.
Opatija's urban and architectural appearance was formed
by its seaside location and its transformation from
a littoral township into a mundane tourist and health
centre. That is why the fronts of Opatija's building,
sorrounded by cultivated gardens and luscious natural
vegetation, all face the sea and the sun. History
is preserved in the old hotel edifices.
It is as if Opatija's natural environment takes pride
in itself and enjoys its own beauty and sumptuousness.
The early Spring adorns Opatija with blossoming parks
and red cherries, the hot Summer offers the refreshments
of the sea. The early Fall, when grapes ripen, enlivens
its promenades on the sea shore and up in the woods
full of chestnut trees, over which the snow white
peak of Učka hovers in the Winter. When snow drifts
cover the roads throughout most of Europe, here oil
is being strained from the olive, the laurel is green
and camellia blooms like the caps of the bell-ringers
whose bells announce the start of the primeval Carnival
customs of the region.
From the romantic dusks to the captivating dawns,
nights on the Opatija Riviera are a special experience
made up of hopes and dreams, fun, spectacles, and
folk festivities.
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