Receptionist is..

Written: 18 october 2012
Travel time: 1 — 7 july 2012
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We rested from mid to late July this year with friends. The reception is such a small room with a few seats, if a large number of people were checking in / out, then there might not be enough space. The Egyptian immediately asked “Are you good numbers or bad? ”, Having received “good” numbers in response, he began to wrinkle his tits, make sponges into bows, mow in the direction of passports and in other ways show his “say, I’ll bring all the beauty right this second, but you need to appease the golden little bodies in green bills". . having received the coveted bill, his cheeks turned pink, he clicked his index finger on the mouse a couple of times and put on red little bracelets. . the rooms were beautiful - a table, a chair and a bedside table made of solid wood (I think rare and very valuable, but under a centimeter layer of paint the structure was not guessed, it was nice to think that it was Canadian maple), the built-in wardrobe very successfully combined the narrow depth and flaps that are not tightly closed, so clothes will not wrinkle and will not become moldy from dampness. . The pride of the room is the YORK local air conditioner - a miracle of Egyptian engineering. . with the correct placement of your head, it can be used as a hair dryer, since it was impossible to get cold from it at the initial stage. . sweating heavily while dismantling the chumodans, it was decided to use the local shower. . The water pressure did not reach my emaciated body, so a strategically correct decision was made to water myself with this watering can with one hand, with the other to hold the curtain so that the water gets purely into the pan. . somehow washing off the Egyptian dust (later this procedure became much more dexterous), he discovered the scope and breadth of Egyptian hospitality - there were no body towels as such, and those that were only enough for one half-ass. . Fortunately, there were two of them, because the shame was completely covered. . after drying off and changing clothes, he directed his steps to the reception, inquired "vi hav e problems of visas air conditioning - he dont work", he was sworn assured that the fixed group would immediately deal with this misunderstanding. . Satisfied, he went to the local eatery of Olivos, to taste the Allinklyusian overseas cabbage soup or some other simple meal. . one of my friends immediately piled local yogurts on himself and, without any fear, began to eat it directly with a spoon and into himself. . after which he safely rushed off for two days to test the strength of Egyptian plumbing for ultra-high pressures. . the pipes were screwed up. . Egyptian plumbers rule! True, in one of the neighboring rooms a shower broke through or something, but the entire corridor was flooded. . no floating slippers or any other substances were noticed, there was little bloodshed. . in the meantime, a whole symposium of 5 people and one stepladder gathered near our fierce conder. . it fell to the youngest and, apparently, the smartest to climb the stepladder, since only he had a screwdriver and pliers. . 15 minutes later they called and asked to try the conder in the cold - is it cold? cold! rolled up the stepladder, screwdriver and pliers and galloped off to turn the conders in other rooms. . the night was restless and languid - the conder-prankster again turned into a conder-hair dryer and completely refused to sow coolness and sleep. . a call to the reception "vee have e problems visa air conditioning - he dont work, again", the answer is "butz-team flies to the rescue". . and indeed, after 30 minutes, two came, but without a ladder and a pliers - hardened! they looked at something by eye, waved their hands near the nozzle of the conduit, said "freon" and disappeared into the night. . they called the reception and explained in more detail the essence of the problem "freon yok, it will be tomorrow, good night. " . sweaty sheets - I'm coming to you! you can describe all this for a long time, in general, the conder was fixed on the 4th day, but from time to time he showed his affection for the heater. . there was a solution - you need to get a card "giving electricity", wait until everything goes out and put it into this altar again. . there is a beach. . judging by a bunch of people walking along the bottom like crabs in masks and without flippers - there should be fish too. . I didn’t see it myself, because I ran into the Red Sea, made three beautiful breaststroke swings and urgently ashore, otherwise you never know what. . I didn’t see sea urchins, but some of our compatriots said that families of these prickly creatures live here and here and showed their stung legs for clarity. . therefore, titanium shoes are strictly necessary, while lead shorts will surprise the local public and contribute to a more detailed study of the seabed - without them it is problematic to immerse the body in the Red Sea water, salt water does not accept the Russian body and pushes it back to the surface, away from its treasures. . I advise ladies to pay attention to Arab children of an indeterminate age in masks - those great lovers, as it were, swim up and study your pleasant bulges and depressions at close range, dipping their skulls in water and sniffing noisily into the tube. . Schelbons are easily trained and driven away from the subject of study, but not for long. . therefore, they can be distributed even for prevention, but only slits, from which a more serious type of "fofan", medium-sized children tend to drown, which causes extreme disapproval of the entire Arab teip. . at first they thought they had stolen it, but when they went for juice and discovered it was missing, they didn’t steal it, they just screwed it up. . they didn’t declare at the reception, it’s something of a worldly thing, between us tourists. . in the morning, by a strange coincidence, the French also lost their towels, what a nuisance, fathers! It's good that we found ours. . in general, rested for all the money!
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