What No One Tells You About Vama Veche, Romania

The Romanian seaside started to be a popular holiday destination, and most Romanians spend their weekends there during summer. But there is a small village with a big audience. A place for everybody. Vama Veche.

Vama Veche used to be a place for a certain type of people.

Yes, Romania has a seaside, and there is a place for anyone. No matter how snobbish you are (hopefully, you are not), you will find something to enjoy. But once you get used to a place, it’s hard to change your perception and habits and not go there anymore. Yes, I’m stuck in my memories.

EDIT: Finally, I wrote a list of the Best Beaches in Romania, which includes some alternatives to Vama Veche.

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I visited Vama Veche for the first time when I was 17 (that was over 15 years ago), and I crashed into a friend’s tent. Lots of Vama Veche stories, and years later, here I am today, writing about my most recent experience there.

Vama Veche, the village

Firstly, I have to mention we are talking about a small seaside village. It’s within walking distance of the Bulgarian border. The name “Vama Veche” means “the old customs”. Because it’s near the border, I guess.

Because of its location, people started decades ago to go there and enjoy a chill and quiet time spent by the sea. More and more people started coming, and half a century later (I had no idea when this trend started), it’s a filthy, crowded and expensive village in the middle of nowhere by the seaside.

Hearing about this place for the first time, I got the following mental image. It was this nonconventional place, with lots of people, and rock music, where everything was cheap. A mixture of hippies, punkers and rockers or white laces skinheads.

And probably a bit more drunk people than you are used to seeing on the street.

On my first time there, I was kinda scared of some of these people who were obviously from a group because they all had a resembling appearance. It’s not like you see everyday skinhead groups on the street.

Notice I used the past tense. Today the place is the same (almost), but different people visit it.

Vama Veche today (and why I can’t stand it anymore)

So the economy says something like if the demand is high, then the price goes up. Whatever, I have no idea about the economy. But today, Vama Veche is a disgusting, commercial village, overcrowded and crazy expensive.

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The funny part is that no matter your budget, chances are you will not find accommodation for the next weekend if you don’t book it in advance. I rather go travel abroad than spend an insane amount of money to stay in a place where people used to get drunk and sleep on the beach.

Perhaps I’m just being pretentious here, and some people actually enjoy spending their hard-earned money on the weekend in Vama Veche.


As a Romanian living in Romania, once more, I expect prices accordingly to the living standards.

Not Western European countries. I refuse to pay 2 -3 Euros for a beer in a supermarket. All over the country, that’s the price for a beer in a restaurant, where a waiter serves you, and probably it’s not more than 2.5 Euros with a tip. I’m talking about good restaurants.

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Yes, it’s full of supermarkets which have restaurant-level prices. No, I don’t want to be part of this.

Oh, and now they don’t sell 0.5L bottles anymore, only 0.33L. It’s cooler to walk along the street with a smaller bottle in your hand.

Accommodation in Vama Veche

Looking for accommodation in Vama Veche?

You’re in luck because it’s full of villas, houses, campings, hotels and hostels. But I hope you can afford it. Because it’s crazy expensive. You will probably end up paying at least 100 Euros for a night during the weekend.

LE: I wrote this in 2017, the prices might have doubled by now, but I have no idea. I will not go there ever again unless they pay me to go.

Yes, it’s one of the cheap places in Europe, but for a village in the middle of nowhere, it’s ripping you off. And don’t set your expectations too high. It’s only a place to sleep.

People used to sleep in tents. Nowadays, not so much. It’s not a “thing” anymore. However, there is a famous camping site there, quite big and very hipsterish. Even that place is expensive. I bet it’s because of the colours. They rent tents for one night for the cost of the actual tent from the tent shop. And people pay for that experience. I do not understand it.

But that thing that was making this place special, was exactly this: not being so pretentious.

Cheap was a trademark of this place. Relaxed people with lower budgets had a place to escape the urban crowds. That’s the story that made Vama Veche famous in the first place.

The famous Romanian seaside village, Vama Veche

As years passed by, the parties there became bigger and lasted longer, and more bars were built, and some withstand the many transformations of the village, whereas some did not.

Vama Veche is now a place which most tourists and travellers have heard of, and this makes it even more commercial and destroys its authenticity.

As one famous travel blogger wrote, Wandering Earl, “Only when the dark sky began to lighten did we start to feel a little tired” as “Bolero” was playing at Stuff (a beach bar).  That’s how crazy the party is, and it goes on and on.

Vama Veche is a famous seaside village in Romania. Maybe a bit too famous.

The feeling of freedom associated with Vama Veche is gone


That’s why people were coming here in the first place. No judgments were made because the judgemental people were not there to see it.

I think that’s why they chose this place, a bit further away from other resorts, in the first place. To escape and to get away from the crowd.

I remember my first time there. I made some random friends just by walking on those few streets.

Now there are more streets, more houses, and more people. The oldest street, the one leading from the national road to the beach, is called the main street, and maybe there were another two or three paved streets.

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Here’s a glorious photo from Vama Veche, from my personal Vama Veche photo collection

Being part of a small, far away community, even for a day, was feeding this need. We all have uncertainty.

The experience was more thrilling as you were able to get to know new people over the fireplace, which was set ad hoc on the beach, singing some well-known songs.

I used the word freedom because nobody was bothered by others. It was free to enjoy it, and nobody had a smartphone to broadcast live what was meant to stay there. Or a Facebook account.

Enjoy it or leave it. That’s what it always meant to me. And now it’s time to leave. As with any other travelling experience, it’s about the experience and not the place. But the place has changed, the people have changed, and the experience is different.

Conclusion: Why I don’t recommend Vama Veche

It’s an expensive village. Not exactly clean, filled with overcrowded shops and expensive places to eat. I see no reason why I should enjoy this.

The beach is not the best one from the Black Sea, the sand resembles more like shells and stones, and the water is not the best if you are not a good swimmer.

Yes, it’s quite famous, but its fame came at a price. A price every one of us pays once we set foot there.

This used to be a bohemian place. Today is another overpriced tourist trap. It’s sad to see this, but I will always have my memories. Maybe it’s time to make new ones. Now I’m searching for a new place to enjoy the Romanian Seaside.

If you’re looking for awesome beaches, which aren’t as crowded and mainstream as Vama Veche, check out the list I wrote about the Best Beaches in Romania.

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Iulia Vasile

Iulia is a travel expert, blogger, engineer, freelance copywriter, and a curiosity-driven personality. She sees travel as the ultimate tool for self-improvement and personal growth, and that's the main topic of her blog, Juliasomething.com.

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