Неопраданные ожидания Unmet expectations

The impressions are fresh, because I recently returned from Le Roi. For those who used to rest in the Crimea and Abkhazia in the private sector, there will be no problems. Like everything, especially the Red Sea. Well, those who used to visit presentable hotels ***** and more, in a hotel with a beautiful French name LeRoy, have nothing to do. This hotel defies any classification, especially as a star hotel. Nutrition: you won’t die of hunger, but you will have enough grief. You will have to be in the forefront, together with the Germans and Poles, to storm the buffet, otherwise you will remain hungry. And, no matter how hard you try, the enemies will still be ahead. I would like to note the pastries of Arab chefs, but the same enemies manage to eat almost everything. (Here I became convinced that the epithet "pig" is most suitable for the Germans). Service: almost non-existent. I killed 10 days of vacation to fight unsanitary conditions and slovenliness. Something has changed. They began cleaning every day, at least in my room. Hot water and sewerage. But I found out that the water in the pool, on the territory of the "hotel" is changed once a year, and when I told the chief manager that this should be done much more often, he was very surprised. There are a lot of mosquitoes in the hotel, and on the entire coast of Hurghada, flies are very overwhelmed, arrogant and cunning, like Arabs. About the Arabs. When you talk to them about abstract topics, they understand and speak Russian quite well. But when it comes to claims and demands, they are out of the question. The beach, if you can call it that, is disgusting. The owner rented the territory of the beach for the pier of pleasure boats, and cuts a lot of money from this, and vacationers dive in the solarium and household waste from boats. Separately, it is necessary to write about the "work" of the hotel guide, then PEGAS. For 10 days, he emerged from the heat of the desert once. I left the price list with the most expensive excursions and disappeared into nowhere. Nowhere, because we could not get through or find him. And excursions had to be bought from representatives of other tour operators. Even on the eve of departure, this figure did not appear and did not warn about the change in the departure time from Hurghada airport. This is such a sad picture, but I do not regret it. I gained experience, albeit a sad one, and most importantly, this is the Red Sea. I won't describe it, you have to see it.