Как в стране души мне наплевали в душу How in the country of the soul they spit in my soul

As in the country of the soul, they spit in my soul.
Two years ago, we had such a great vacation in Abkhazia that we dreamed of going back there. But the prices have risen so much that I had to choose another boarding house. We fell for the "bait" and went to the Bagripsh boarding house. From the first day of our stay at the boarding house, we realized how deaf we were... The only plus is the split system in the rooms, everything else is darkness. the toilet and shower are combined, while in the floor there is just a hole into which water flows, and at night such a stench comes from this hole that it seems as if you are sleeping in a sewer pit. If you are unlucky and you got rooms on floors 1.2, 3, then the view will not be on the sea, but on the courtyard with cars under the windows, or, who ordered a mountain view, will get a view of the stone wall. The dining room is a hell of a place, with an inside temperature of about 50-60 degrees, after standing in line for 20-30 minutes, you are looking for a place to sit with your tray, dying from the heat. And the power system is something out of the ordinary. Before you get to breakfast, lunch or dinner, you need to stand in a huge queue, which originates right from the elevator! Many people take it half an hour before dinner, because if you come later, then you will not get anything except for the leftovers of the side dish. The declared Swedish table is a parody of the Soviet canteen! Hair was often found in salads, and from meat dishes, under the supervision of a vigilant distributor, they will give you a choice of either a third of a skinny chicken leg, or two meatballs, or a piece of semi-dried fish. and don't you dare ask for another piece - they will say it's not allowed! Side dishes for lunch are always the same - dry buckwheat and boiled potatoes, and if you ask for some gravy, then the same distributor will look at you like an idiot and twist your face, dropping two or three drops of muddy reddish liquid into your plate . The administration in the form of a young girl, it seems Elina, does not know how to respond adequately to the complaints of visitors at all, accusing them of all mortal sins, talking to people in raised tones, and the men from her environment probably play the role of "Cerberus" supporting the rudeness of their compatriot with guttural cries. I saw how this administrator and her "Cerberus" brought a woman with a baby to tears after contacting them with a claim. Elina shouted to the whole hall that they approve the menu every day (although no one has ever seen this menu), that it is varied and that the guests are all lying . . Yes, you can say anything on the menu up to black and red caviar . . And in the dining room, as there were potatoes and buckwheat with tasteless disgusting salads with hair, everything remained unchanged. The employees of Bagripsh are unfriendly, with the exception of two or three people (a health worker, a maid on the 4th floor with the beautiful name Dolita, well, maybe girls selling cotton candy) The pool is poorly cleaned, devils float on the surface, and the descent to the sea, guys, a special song. . 145 steep steps down and they go up only with the tongue hanging out on the shoulder. Spoiled vacation, will be remembered for a long time! we counted the days until departure, and ate in a cafe, so the rest cost such a "penny" that we still hiccup. In order not to doubt the veracity of our words, we attach photos . .