STEALING IN THE HOTEL

Written: 4 june 2012
Travel time: 1 — 7 april 2012
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ROBBED IN THE HOTEL, THE ONE WHO CLEANS THE ROOM. Dear compatriots. I went to the Eifel for a week at the beginning of May, only because of the price for a single room of 300 dollars. I regretted that I did not pay extra 40 dollars and did not go to another better hotel. The only good thing is that it is 200 meters from the sea and that it is cheap, but about the bad below: 1. the janitor made swans out of towels for a tip every day, and on the penultimate day he didn’t come to clean, but before that he had already checked all my pockets and found jeans in dirty linen, in the back pocket of which, under a zipper, was a small key to a suitcase, in which in a backpack , and in another small bag were already the last 160 dollars that were not spent on the trip. This creature opened it all, then closed it, but forgot to zip up the pocket in his jeans. Only he and I had the key to the room. When I ran out into the hall in a rage and demanded to call the police, they all gathered and they refused me, they said, if you need it, go to them yourself and go. And the manager also pushed me so that I would shut my mouth and not scare away the clients, then, after about an hour of arguments that did not lead to anything, I ran out into the street to run to the main road and find the police there, but the bartender ran out after me and started to beat me, but giving each other once in the ear, I ran into the road with all my might, knowing that there was a bank somewhere a kilometer away, where I often saw guards, when I ran I tried to explain to them, but they did not understand , fortunately, some kind of patrol was passing by, they took me to the tourist police, to which we drove non-stop for about 20 minutes, I myself would never have found it. I sat there for 4 hours, until 1 am, until the translator arrived, until they drank coffee, talked, copied my testimony 3 times, and 4 more people were robbed for cameras, money, documents. . . Although later the translator took me back, since all the money was stolen, and tomorrow at 12 noon I already had a plane. The next morning a policeman arrived, they called me, I don’t know why, they gave the policeman something that he put in his pocket, but I didn’t see what, and he left. Everything. And now I will describe the hotel without exaggeration. one. Dust in the finger is everywhere, sometimes it will fasten on the teeth, although sometimes it is clear that they removed it. 2. The food is terribly disgusting, what is on the advertising photo is a lie. 2-3 types of salad are always the same, and 3 types of the second type, one is always deep-fried so that the black is lighter in color, only 9 people lived in the hotel with me, so no one cooks as it says there, and yesterday's stale salads are mixed to today, it was evident. 3. The bar has 2 drinks of local unimpressive production. 4. Around the hotel on all sides there is never finished construction, somewhere they drill, then they cook every day except Sunday, there are also a lot of trash cans around, if I can upload a photo, you will see. Horror. 5. On the roof, where the pool with dusty water is, it is dirty and there is never anyone there, broken sun loungers are lying around, no bars are open, and it has been seen for a very long time. 6. From the side, overlooking the entrance, trash cans and the sea, a disco yells until 3-4 in the morning every day, it was impossible to sleep, the balcony doors do not close due to dirt and dust, there is always a gap. 7. In my room, only the tap was broken, the toilet was leaking, the TV did not show well, and the sound of the antediluvian air conditioner was like that of a tractor, so it could not be turned on while in the room. And I was lucky, as others had more breakdowns. 8. In the hotel, neither billiards, nor shops, nothing works, everything is covered with polyethylene, since for a small number of tourists it is not profitable for them, and they will never go to them again. Tomorrow I will write about my impression of modern Egypt. This is hell, and this hotel has nothing to do with it.
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