Blessed with a microclimate caused by its superb location on a shallow bay, facing south, with the Crimean Mountains rising sharply behind, Yalta feels more Mediterranean than it has any right too. In most other ways, it’s no different from its less lucky, neighbouring seaside resorts, but to the Imperial Russian aristocracy who discovered it and made it famous, its facilities mean little. They could afford to build palatial homes away from the town and still call them ‘dachas’ – to share not just the extra slimmer warmth and milder winters, but the notion of holidaying on I lie same terms as the people who flocked to it. Here some information for Traveling To Yalta Ukraine…
From 1860, the south coast of the Crimea was considered to be a vast health resort. When Yalta became first choice of royalty, it attracted more money, better architecture and maintenance, and more and better facilities of every kind. It couldn’t lose. Soviet leaders moved in where Tsars and Princes had bailed out, and the proletariat followed, panting. Only since 1991, when its necessarily wealthy clientele discovered the freedom to travel, has Yalta been exposed to the economic realities of having pretension thrust upon it.
It’s perfectly pleasant. Everyone strolls down the palm-lined Promenade with its bars, cafés, rides, hawkers, buskers, circus acts and sandy beaches. But the rich have gone to the real Mediterranean or wherever, and only very recently has Yalta woken up to the legacy it has been left by its 19th and 20th century success. And it’s just fabulous. The whole world knows it because of the Yalta Conference of 1945. Three world leaders stayed in three Royal Palaces in the immediate vicinity, just three of lots of spectacular buildings that constitute a veritable tourist magnet, a unique asset worth seeing even if you hate the seaside and the very idea of ‘resort’. Come to Yalta before its custodians embalm its Imperial and Soviet history in revisionist sterility.
Any time of year – but only the foolhardy swim in winter.
Tsar Alexander Ill’s 1889 Massandra Palace, subsequently Stalin’s personal ‘dacha’. Tsar Nicholas II’s creamy, classical Livadia Palace, venue for the 1945 Conference.
The fairy tale neo-Gothic, turreted Swallow’s Nest Castle, on a bluff overhanging the sea. Chekhov’s house, and Tolstoy’s too. The Palace of Yemir Bukhara. The lovely woods and vineyards flourishing in the hills around Yalta.
Yalta is linked to Simferopol by the longest (79 km [49 mi]) trolley-bus route in the world.