Бывало и лучше)) I've been better))

The end of April, you expect warmth and calm, but out of 10 days 7 are windy. Naked beach with an unpleasant surface. Long pantone and dead dirty riff! Saved by the cove on the right (you can swim in any weather), but the water is 20-21 degrees.
Hotel:
At 11 in the morning they refused to settle... but everything was decided for $ 10)) the room was in the 5th building on the first floor. Curtains, furniture, glass packages and shower - very tired! Cleaned well, changed linen and towel every day (1 bucks always left)
Bars were limited to wine and beer. All strong drinks stank of oil (the worst thing I've ever seen in the world), cola juices are terrible. The service is good, sometimes they mumbled indignantly, but the tip again did its job))

The restaurant is tolerable, of course you won't be hungry, but the choice is meager... the taste is sometimes wadded. Breakfast is generally a gloom, except for an omelet and a donut, there is nothing to eat (the waiters did not set the tables on purpose, so that they could be served quickly for the next meal(
The territory is green well-groomed. Lighting is dim at night.
The hotel beat off the desire for all future trips to Egypt.
Ahh and the animators are bred and assholes. Disco friend let's go... super club... deluxe transfer - in fact for 20 bucks per person they are driven in a britchka stuffed with people for 30 minutes... they line up in front of the club (a voluntary collective farm for my money) they lead me into the corner of this barn and disappear (( I go to the bar trying to get a free cocktail, the bartender says it's not here, but in another bar (for garbage with local swill and a line of sheep like me. . . ) I go to a regular bar and ask for 50 grams of whiskey . . they tell me it will be expensive! (I was in Europe and Dubai. . . I understand that it's not cheap. . . ) But the price tag killed me. . . $56!!!... ??? ? club managers. . . but everyone was sent xxx, they refused to take us back. . . and we took a taxi +20 bucks. . .
The result is that the collective farm is voluntary, but I'm not going to Egypt anymore !! !