PRICELIST APARTMENTS ***
(by day) 2019. year
I-IV-X-XII: 50 €
V-VI-IX: 50 €
VII-VIII: 60 €
Extra bed 10 €
Air condition: 1 hour - 1 €
Staying up to three days + 30 %.
Peering from peninsula Frkanj's corner, a visitor sailing to Rab is stunned by the wonderful sight opening in front of him. First a glance towards the precipitous mountain Velebit hovering over the Kvarner bay and then another one glides towards the Town whose who would know whether the whiteness or beauty, dazzles ones eyes. While the Rab town in its white symphony of the towers and the red roofs flames men's' imagination, one can not fail noticing the green scenery following its contours. - Park Komrcar.
Parks are works of human hands. Alive monuments of the past, eternal witnesses of human need to build beautiful and wholesome. Men and parks are organically connected. There is no park that hasn't been built by a human hand. It also seems that man would perish without parks. Without man's care, parks grow into wild forests, bushes that live its own biological soundness. Parks are charmers that people and cities pride themselves of . They have their human past, their beginning, life and their end too, if man forgets them, leaving them to themselves.
The area of what is nowdays the park Komrcar was previously the town's pasture. It is not known when the Park got its name Komrcar ( lat. Comercarius, Campus martius, Campo Marzo ) only that it derives from a name for a trading field. This could be connected with the franciscans who lived here in the 13 century in St. Catarina de Comercario. Their church of St. Franciscus de Comercario is nowadays a chantry at the local cemetery.
With the arrival of Justus Bellia ( 1853 - 1925 ) the destiny set for a pasture to be transformed into a park. This forester begin with his project in the year 1883 and gave Rab something unique, something unforgettable - park Komrcar. Bellia and a group of the enthusiasts around him managed to plant the park and give it a basic contour between 1890 and 1905. As a token of their gratitude, folk of Rab raised a monument to the fellow forester in 1974.
The park was created based on a similar concept as other parks on the Adriatic coast at a time. It was planted with a mixture of local and exotic plants, which in time melted into one body. This main feature of apparently natural looks make it the prettiest of the adriatic mediterranean parks.
Park's main vegetative component is Mediterranean beauty; "alepski bor" - the pine/ Pinus halepensis. There are other sorts, exotic ones like black pine/ Pinus nigra, then another pine variety/ Pinus pinea, cypress/ Cupressus sempervirens,the Fraksinus ornus, laurel, cork -oak, cedar, a few types of palm trees, agave and indian cactuses. The native plants include: always green holm oak tree "crnika" / Quercus ilex, wild olive / Olea europea, myrtle, "lemprika" / Viburnum tinus, "trslja"/ Pistacia lentiscus, "veprina"/ Ruscus aculeautus... On the terrain grounds grow various mushrooms and flowers.
Today Komrcar is a young centenarian and glows with its natural beauty and rarity.
The park is the oasis of tranquility, with backround sounds of the the crickets in the summer or migrating birds in the winter. It has 3 main pathways pending the north circular rest point, with plenty of benches and sidepaths. Just next to the open town market is a small childrens playground.The town cemetry is on the north from there. Just bellow the park on the west side runs a lovely and 2,5 km long Fra odoriko Badurina seaside promenade that leads all the way to franciscan monastery at the end of the Eufemia bay in Kampor and further across to Frkanj peninsula and Dundovo woods.
There are 3 exits towards the seaside promenade on its west side and 4 other exits; south one into the town walls and Upper street or St. Christopher square, middle one from the cementry to the town or the main square and the 3rd one on the north from the cementry to Palit village, town baths on the left and Imperial hotel on the right.
When the raptured visitor athirst of oblivion of the european rush or the infatuated youth, walks through this 12 hectares long labyrinth of endless paths, he doesn't realize that he passes the very same way again and again but feels he is looking and sensing something new and yet unseen. He doesn't surmise that this time it is just the beauty of the blooming shrub that has been outshined by some other more beautiful and bigger pine or laurel.
In warm evenings one can often meet our grandmothers sitting on the benches near the cemetery, melancholingly contemplating the sunsets. While they feast their eyes on the distance, conscious of the passing present, they also ponder some other sunsets. And yet, while the pine shadows create the arabesques, we can read their happiness and pleasure for living in this town, with this unique park, on this island.
Many of our guests in time forget their hotel rooms but never the Park which is a lasting part of their vacation experience.