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Rooms:
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Service:
10.0
Cleanliness:
9.0
Food:
9.0
Amenities:
9.0
During my 10 days here, I fell in love with this heavenly place - Miami Beach Hotel.
I will return here again and again. For a break from the big city, for relaxation, for renewal, to exacerbate the desire to live on, and live better!
And now - about my first day of rest.
When I was choosing a hotel for myself, I immediately liked Miami, the picture with this turquoise pool and immediately the sea, without any fences, bridges, long detours, transitions. A little annoying was the lack of reviews on the Internet about the hotel, except for one, in principle, not bad. And I made up my mind - I went here alone (and to Egypt for the first time).
I flew to Sharm, they put all people in big buses, and they put me in a Toyota Corolla (one) with a driver who does not speak Russian, and he took me for a long, long time through the mountains and the desert, without any hint of the sea and some kind of vegetation . But I don’t know any language other than Russian (to my great shame), I didn’t expect such a landscape at all, the driver said something, and I was a complete zero. In general, cats scratched in the soul, and very specifically.
Finally, the sea appeared, and I was brought to the hotel (which, of course, is awesome), but the cats continued to scratch. The radiant Marco at the reception greeted me, made the necessary formalities, tried to communicate with me in English (of which nothing came of course) and I was immediately escorted to a room with a gorgeous view of the pool and the sea. Seeing this, I cheered up a little, changed into a bathing suit, took fins with a mask and went to the sea.
A little sad, but still radiant Chinudya immediately approached me, whose duties include maintaining the territory near the pool and the sea - sunbeds there, mattresses, towels; he makes sure that everyone is comfortable and everyone is happy. He also tried to communicate with me in English, but I generally don’t understand a single word! He brought me a mattress with a towel, tried to somehow cheer me up. (Besides Marco, Chinudi and another boy from the staff, I have not seen anyone yet, and already such a specific morning). I tried to swim, but there were strong waves, and near the hotel it was shallow - very far, just above the knee, and it looks like it will hit the bottom. The most beautiful corals, which I went to admire, were not observed. So the swim ended in almost failure, I got out of the sea and heroically tried to sunbathe, which also did not work, because the wind just blew me off the sunbed. It's cold, uncomfortable, it's scary that it will blow through completely! And I left confused. I think I'll sleep, and there maybe everything will work out somehow. But there is a lump in the throat. The people, as before, not a single person!
Slept for a couple of hours, got hungry. I went to Marco at the reception and asked what time lunch was. He doesn't understand me! I try to draw him and explain with gestures what I want from him. He sincerely and desperately tries to understand and explain me. I also got confused with the local time - in the prospectus of my tour operator it is written that the time in Egypt is one hour behind Moscow, but in reality it turned out that it was two (and a day later the clock was changed in Egypt and it became one hour). But it turned out later, while I was specifically confused. There is a clock at the reception, but there are so many of them - try to guess what the local time is there! In the end, I very vaguely realized that lunch was at 2 o'clock, or after 2 hours, in short, I did not understand anything and was completely confused. I would turn to the inhabitants of the hotel (perhaps someone speaks Russian), but there is no one! Not a soul at all! I'm alone on a desert island with staff who don't understand me! I'm in a panic!
I went again to the sea to Chinuda, tried to clarify with him about dinner. He went somewhere, called someone, comes back and tells me in Russian: lunch at 2 o'clock.
Well, everything, my soul could not stand it, tears poured in a stream, I went to the room and began to worry very, very much. At 2 o'clock Marco calls the room and says something in English, from which I made out the word - lunch. I said yes, lunch, now I'll come. I come to the reception, Marco takes me to the second floor for lunch. I'm alone in the dining room! Lunch was laid for me personally by one !! ! I do not understand anything. Where are the people? Where is the buffet? For lunch, vermicelli soup, pasta with tomato paste, chicken pieces (not tasty), tomato and cucumber salad, banana. I ate soup, salad and a banana, in principle, I ate, but my bewilderment grew and grew stronger.
How so? I was deceived? Where did I end up?
Again I went to the room to be perplexed.
After some time, my guide Nina calls (I suspect that, seeing my condition, the boys called her).
I went down to her, I ask, where are the people?
Nina said that yesterday 4 more girls from Moscow arrived, and another girl from Moscow, who came for the second time in a month and brought her aunt. There was no limit to my surprise - the second time in a month! ? Like this? What did she find here? Nina says: see you at dinner, talk. Here, lunch is rarely taken, only breakfast and dinner, which is why you did not meet at lunch.
I began to look forward to dinner, and in the end it came.
__________________________________________________ ___________________
There were 4 Muscovite girls and Masha and her aunt at dinner. There was also a buffet, everything, as it should be, the choice, however, is small, but everything you need is there and in sufficient quantity. I took my food, sat down at the table and first turned to 4 Muscovites (but the conversation did not start), and then turned to Masha. And Masha dispelled all my doubts in 10 minutes, and I left the dining room with a completely different mood.
And away we go!
We walked along the sea, enjoyed the scenery, the air, the refreshing wind, and constantly, every minute exclaimed: Oh God, how wonderful! How good! How beautiful!
A 10-minute walk from the hotel there is a pier from which I (and everyone) entered the beautiful underwater world of the Red Sea. It is very shallow near the hotel and you can only see the underwater world a little to the right, where there is a small lagoon, I swam there on the very last day - you can also see a lot of interesting and beautiful things there. But to see a lot of corals, a huge space and a lot of fish, you still have to walk to the pier. And about the strong wind at sea, because of which I couldn’t lie down and sunbathe on the first day: if it’s windy, you can safely lie near the pool. It's much quieter and the view is even better. And by the sea you can relax, sit alone, think... and the wind is there, then it is not there... it happens to everyone. When there was no wind, we, on the contrary, were sad, and thought: something is wrong here...
I did not want to sleep in this heavenly place at all. At 11-12 pm I just passed out, but at 5 am, at sunrise, I jumped up and didn’t feel like falling asleep at all. I just jumped out of bed, ran out onto the balcony, admired the sunrise and the landscape, then went for a run, ran to the pier, did specific exercises there, ran back, jumped into the pool, swam, swam, then went to the shower, after the shower - breakfast , after breakfast - sunbathing by the pool and swimming in the pool.
After lunch - the pier, the sea, the underwater world, diving, swimming, admiring the underwater beauty. After the pier - cross again, after the cross - massage (it's inexpensive there, 2 times cheaper than ours), after the massage - dinner, after dinner - a walk or a trip to Dahab (a taxi can be ordered at the reception).
Dahab is very fabulous and beautiful. These bright lights, shops, shops, restaurants, everything glitters and shimmers. All kinds of perfumes, Bedouin teas, hibiscus, bags for every taste, lamps of unimaginable handmade shapes, T-shirts, flyaways, ottomans made of genuine leather, camel wool rugs, blankets, souvenirs and much, much more... everything is very inexpensive … you just have to bargain! Fish restaurants where you will fry the fish that you like!
But the coolest thing is fresh juices! You need to walk to the vegetable market (10 minutes), they sell fruits and vegetables, and next to it there is a shop where you can drink freshly squeezed juice for a moderate fee, which a virtuoso young man makes in front of you. Juices from guava, lime, strawberry, coconut, mango, orange, grapefruit and various other exotic fruits. We took one and a half liter bottles of juice with us, kept it in the minibar in the room and consumed it in unlimited quantities.
So we were interested in food at the hotel insofar as we had juices and fruits from the market!
But the food in the hotel is normal! The hotel is run by the Egyptians, who, unlike the Europeans, have everything that is solid (preferably made of strong wood! ) and necessary. No frills. I don’t make a cult out of food, just six months ago I was in Turkey, and there is such a buffet that it’s just terrible - intestinal volvulus is guaranteed! But here there is no such thing. And I enjoyed it.
And here you are - think for yourself.
The charm of the hotel is in its desertedness. You walk around the hotel - not a soul! Lying near the pool - not a soul! You walk along the sea - the same thing! Uninhabited island! After our cities and bustle. Yes, even after the same Turkey! Where else can you find this? You have to pay extra for something like this.
And what kind of staff there! Clever, friendly, radiant, shy, charming, touching, such cool boys! Be sure to leave them a tip - they have a very small salary. But they won’t even hint to you that it would be nice...
I started learning English specifically because of them.
Many thanks to Masha - she showed me where - the pier, Dahab, fresh juices, bargained for me for my purchases, went with me to the Blue Hole (the famous Blue Hole - a beautiful coral place). From Miami - 10 minutes by taxi.
I don’t know if it weren’t for Masha… on what day would I understand what a wonderful place I ended up in? . . And Masha opened my eyes on the very first day!
Good company matters, and a lot! The company was great!
I am sure that every person who reads my review will understand whether this is his hotel or not. For him, such a holiday, or not for him. Well, there is no animation at all! She is not needed there.
And I am absolutely sure that this hotel was created personally for me! This is my piece of paradise, this is my personal Bounty, and I will come here again and again and again.
With the girls we met there, we are going to the same hotel in six months - in October 2010.
Calling all the positive people in Miami Beach in October!
October 2010. Gathering of positive people. Egypt. Dahab. Miami Beach.
e-mail for communication with positive people: o_raevskaya@mail. ru
I will return here again and again. For a break from the big city, for relaxation, for renewal, to exacerbate the desire to live on, and live better!
And now - about my first day of rest.
When I was choosing a hotel for myself, I immediately liked Miami, the picture with this turquoise pool and immediately the sea, without any fences, bridges, long detours, transitions. A little annoying was the lack of reviews on the Internet about the hotel, except for one, in principle, not bad. And I made up my mind - I went here alone (and to Egypt for the first time).
I flew to Sharm, they put all people in big buses, and they put me in a Toyota Corolla (one) with a driver who does not speak Russian, and he took me for a long, long time through the mountains and the desert, without any hint of the sea and some kind of vegetation . But I don’t know any language other than Russian (to my great shame), I didn’t expect such a landscape at all, the driver said something, and I was a complete zero. In general, cats scratched in the soul, and very specifically.
Finally, the sea appeared, and I was brought to the hotel (which, of course, is awesome), but the cats continued to scratch. The radiant Marco at the reception greeted me, made the necessary formalities, tried to communicate with me in English (of which nothing came of course) and I was immediately escorted to a room with a gorgeous view of the pool and the sea. Seeing this, I cheered up a little, changed into a bathing suit, took fins with a mask and went to the sea.
A little sad, but still radiant Chinudya immediately approached me, whose duties include maintaining the territory near the pool and the sea - sunbeds there, mattresses, towels; he makes sure that everyone is comfortable and everyone is happy. He also tried to communicate with me in English, but I generally don’t understand a single word! He brought me a mattress with a towel, tried to somehow cheer me up. (Besides Marco, Chinudi and another boy from the staff, I have not seen anyone yet, and already such a specific morning). I tried to swim, but there were strong waves, and near the hotel it was shallow - very far, just above the knee, and it looks like it will hit the bottom. The most beautiful corals, which I went to admire, were not observed. So the swim ended in almost failure, I got out of the sea and heroically tried to sunbathe, which also did not work, because the wind just blew me off the sunbed. It's cold, uncomfortable, it's scary that it will blow through completely! And I left confused. I think I'll sleep, and there maybe everything will work out somehow. But there is a lump in the throat. The people, as before, not a single person!
Slept for a couple of hours, got hungry. I went to Marco at the reception and asked what time lunch was. He doesn't understand me! I try to draw him and explain with gestures what I want from him. He sincerely and desperately tries to understand and explain me. I also got confused with the local time - in the prospectus of my tour operator it is written that the time in Egypt is one hour behind Moscow, but in reality it turned out that it was two (and a day later the clock was changed in Egypt and it became one hour). But it turned out later, while I was specifically confused. There is a clock at the reception, but there are so many of them - try to guess what the local time is there! In the end, I very vaguely realized that lunch was at 2 o'clock, or after 2 hours, in short, I did not understand anything and was completely confused. I would turn to the inhabitants of the hotel (perhaps someone speaks Russian), but there is no one! Not a soul at all! I'm alone on a desert island with staff who don't understand me! I'm in a panic!
I went again to the sea to Chinuda, tried to clarify with him about dinner. He went somewhere, called someone, comes back and tells me in Russian: lunch at 2 o'clock.
Well, everything, my soul could not stand it, tears poured in a stream, I went to the room and began to worry very, very much. At 2 o'clock Marco calls the room and says something in English, from which I made out the word - lunch. I said yes, lunch, now I'll come. I come to the reception, Marco takes me to the second floor for lunch. I'm alone in the dining room! Lunch was laid for me personally by one !! ! I do not understand anything. Where are the people? Where is the buffet? For lunch, vermicelli soup, pasta with tomato paste, chicken pieces (not tasty), tomato and cucumber salad, banana. I ate soup, salad and a banana, in principle, I ate, but my bewilderment grew and grew stronger.
How so? I was deceived? Where did I end up?
Again I went to the room to be perplexed.
After some time, my guide Nina calls (I suspect that, seeing my condition, the boys called her).
I went down to her, I ask, where are the people?
Nina said that yesterday 4 more girls from Moscow arrived, and another girl from Moscow, who came for the second time in a month and brought her aunt. There was no limit to my surprise - the second time in a month! ? Like this? What did she find here? Nina says: see you at dinner, talk. Here, lunch is rarely taken, only breakfast and dinner, which is why you did not meet at lunch.
I began to look forward to dinner, and in the end it came.
__________________________________________________ ___________________
There were 4 Muscovite girls and Masha and her aunt at dinner. There was also a buffet, everything, as it should be, the choice, however, is small, but everything you need is there and in sufficient quantity. I took my food, sat down at the table and first turned to 4 Muscovites (but the conversation did not start), and then turned to Masha. And Masha dispelled all my doubts in 10 minutes, and I left the dining room with a completely different mood.
And away we go!
We walked along the sea, enjoyed the scenery, the air, the refreshing wind, and constantly, every minute exclaimed: Oh God, how wonderful! How good! How beautiful!
A 10-minute walk from the hotel there is a pier from which I (and everyone) entered the beautiful underwater world of the Red Sea. It is very shallow near the hotel and you can only see the underwater world a little to the right, where there is a small lagoon, I swam there on the very last day - you can also see a lot of interesting and beautiful things there. But to see a lot of corals, a huge space and a lot of fish, you still have to walk to the pier. And about the strong wind at sea, because of which I couldn’t lie down and sunbathe on the first day: if it’s windy, you can safely lie near the pool. It's much quieter and the view is even better. And by the sea you can relax, sit alone, think... and the wind is there, then it is not there... it happens to everyone. When there was no wind, we, on the contrary, were sad, and thought: something is wrong here...
I did not want to sleep in this heavenly place at all. At 11-12 pm I just passed out, but at 5 am, at sunrise, I jumped up and didn’t feel like falling asleep at all. I just jumped out of bed, ran out onto the balcony, admired the sunrise and the landscape, then went for a run, ran to the pier, did specific exercises there, ran back, jumped into the pool, swam, swam, then went to the shower, after the shower - breakfast , after breakfast - sunbathing by the pool and swimming in the pool.
After lunch - the pier, the sea, the underwater world, diving, swimming, admiring the underwater beauty. After the pier - cross again, after the cross - massage (it's inexpensive there, 2 times cheaper than ours), after the massage - dinner, after dinner - a walk or a trip to Dahab (a taxi can be ordered at the reception).
Dahab is very fabulous and beautiful. These bright lights, shops, shops, restaurants, everything glitters and shimmers. All kinds of perfumes, Bedouin teas, hibiscus, bags for every taste, lamps of unimaginable handmade shapes, T-shirts, flyaways, ottomans made of genuine leather, camel wool rugs, blankets, souvenirs and much, much more... everything is very inexpensive … you just have to bargain! Fish restaurants where you will fry the fish that you like!
But the coolest thing is fresh juices! You need to walk to the vegetable market (10 minutes), they sell fruits and vegetables, and next to it there is a shop where you can drink freshly squeezed juice for a moderate fee, which a virtuoso young man makes in front of you. Juices from guava, lime, strawberry, coconut, mango, orange, grapefruit and various other exotic fruits. We took one and a half liter bottles of juice with us, kept it in the minibar in the room and consumed it in unlimited quantities.
So we were interested in food at the hotel insofar as we had juices and fruits from the market!
But the food in the hotel is normal! The hotel is run by the Egyptians, who, unlike the Europeans, have everything that is solid (preferably made of strong wood! ) and necessary. No frills. I don’t make a cult out of food, just six months ago I was in Turkey, and there is such a buffet that it’s just terrible - intestinal volvulus is guaranteed! But here there is no such thing. And I enjoyed it.
And here you are - think for yourself.
The charm of the hotel is in its desertedness. You walk around the hotel - not a soul! Lying near the pool - not a soul! You walk along the sea - the same thing! Uninhabited island! After our cities and bustle. Yes, even after the same Turkey! Where else can you find this? You have to pay extra for something like this.
And what kind of staff there! Clever, friendly, radiant, shy, charming, touching, such cool boys! Be sure to leave them a tip - they have a very small salary. But they won’t even hint to you that it would be nice...
I started learning English specifically because of them.
Many thanks to Masha - she showed me where - the pier, Dahab, fresh juices, bargained for me for my purchases, went with me to the Blue Hole (the famous Blue Hole - a beautiful coral place). From Miami - 10 minutes by taxi.
I don’t know if it weren’t for Masha… on what day would I understand what a wonderful place I ended up in? . . And Masha opened my eyes on the very first day!
Good company matters, and a lot! The company was great!
I am sure that every person who reads my review will understand whether this is his hotel or not. For him, such a holiday, or not for him. Well, there is no animation at all! She is not needed there.
And I am absolutely sure that this hotel was created personally for me! This is my piece of paradise, this is my personal Bounty, and I will come here again and again and again.
With the girls we met there, we are going to the same hotel in six months - in October 2010.
Calling all the positive people in Miami Beach in October!
October 2010. Gathering of positive people. Egypt. Dahab. Miami Beach.
e-mail for communication with positive people: o_raevskaya@mail. ru
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