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Review of Sol and Mar Abu Dabab Hotel.
It is with deep regret that I have to inform you that the territory of the hotel remains unfinished: semicircular shapes, as well as under-weeded and under-cut shrubs, greatly spoil the panoramic view of the hotel, see photo. The owners save money, but one good ice rink could quickly cover all the approaches to the rooms, the pool and the sea with asphalt for the convenience of transporting suitcases on wheels.
The room was given unusually free of charge, by the pool with a view of the imported bush, see photo, among the non-our population. They probably settled on purpose so that everything worked in it, and therefore I didn’t have the opportunity to yell obscene language at the reception at their service, pour out my soul with a cry - and without this, what a rest. Towels were changed every day and figurines mockingly made of them and other improvised materials were twisted up to annoy me and hint at something. See photo

There is nothing to say about feeding: they don’t feed with the usual naval pasta and borscht with dumplings! Therefore, there are mostly Germans with Poles in the hotel, they eat French fries, all sorts of meat with salads and drink non-alcoholic beer. The dominance of foreigners, in general, even for dinner, their men put on pants for some reason, instead of pleasant yellow or flowered shorts. Well, it’s inconvenient, after all, in pants, especially after the 4th glass of their whiskey to have dinner, after all, you can stain the pant leg with a snack, and so I carefully removed the ketchup from my hairy leg with my finger, ate it - and order. But after dinner, it’s good to sit on the terrace, take a walk to the buffet and back along the sinusoid until sleep overtakes.
Of course, the beach is worse: there is a lot of sand, there are half as many people as sunbeds, there are no paths to the beach bar - a desert, in a word. And even in the sea there is a sandy entry to turtles and coral fish, on which everyone is not too lazy to stare in any weather. As soon as they are not afraid to climb into salt water with masks and snorkels, and some eccentrics with scuba gear come to this bay of Abu Dabab specially for money. So they walk and walk past, there is no one to sit with in a beach bar over a cup of gin, and those who come, mostly drink cappuccino coffee and have a snack on ice cream - free people. I breathed the same fresh sea air with these bastards, without the usual admixture of gasoline, boats are not allowed into the bay - I almost got poisoned.
Only when I returned to my homeland, I realized how pleasant the air of the airport waiting room in Sheremetyevo-S was for me, where I breathed for 6 hours while waiting for the car to break through traffic jams and drove 220 km to the house for an unforgettable 8 hours along a sledge path slightly sprinkled with sand in places at horse speed.
I wrote a review and I think, probably, not everyone will be able to add 3 points to my grades after they re-read my writings three times, well, and for everyone who is smart - have a nice rest.
Note. 2nd time in a year unlucky