Бегите пока не поздно! Run before it's too late!

I've been waiting for this review since day one. Do not be too lazy to read and perhaps you will be able to save your vacation. I'll start with the pros, since they are in a significant minority:
1. Normal rooms, I won’t get stuck in the fungus in the bathroom, and even rusty tap water (I attach a photo)
2. A beautiful beach, despite the fact that the sunbeds had to be borrowed at 8 am, taking into account the fact that towels can start to be issued at 8 or even at 8:30, or even at 12 say sorry wait an hour, there are no towels and do what if you want, the reef is beautiful, the entry into the sea is convenient
That's where the positives unfortunately end.
Cons:
1. Food, it's not bad, it's just inedible, a week on boiled vermicelli and lean, tasteless chicken, by the end of the holiday, I felt sick at the mere thought that you need to go to this lloper restaurant

2. Food, you stand in line for 15 minutes for the main course, 15 is at best and you get a portion of a one-year-old child, let's say one thigh or 100 grams of breaded fish, if you ask for more, in most cases they wave their heads at you, if you still achieved you will get another equal piece of yours thrown into a bowl with a disgruntled face
3. Water, they put 1.5 liters of water in the room, the rest of the water comes supposedly from the cooler, when upon arrival I took a sip, I realized that the water just from the tap had to be interrupted by soda
4. I won’t even find fault with alcohol, in Egypt it’s always bad with it, but by the way it’s also very very bad
5. Service, get ready to read my poem, on the second day of rest we decided to immediately sign up for a la carte restaurants which, by the way, 3 out of 4 are functioning, we hoped that if we liked it, we would go for an additional fee, since the dinners at the hotel were disgusting. So we barely found the same guy who writes people down in those same la carte, he offered us the only options with a very unconcerned look: the first one - in a week, the second, respectively, after 8 days, we didn’t get into the third one, since it was day 10 - the day of departure , so if you are going to a la carte for a week, you can’t hope, and so the story is not the end, we got to the first restaurant (fish market) tasteless sea bass and uniform with mayonnaise were nothing, the next day we were recorded in Mexican restaurant, as evidenced by the map that we were given with the stipulated restaurants and visiting times, we approach the manager and call the room number, having searched for our record for 10 minutes, he did not find it, he said sorry your record is not. Fortunately, my husband accidentally took with him the very card with our record, having cut through for half an hour with all kinds of managers who, by the word “not guilty of anything”, the only option that we were offered was to come at 20:30, we never found the guilty one, the mood is in one place like the impressions of the hotel. Thanks to the hotel management for such a hospitable welcome.

6. Entertainment / animation. Animation, as it were, is, as it were, and no, and it would be better if it did not exist a priori. Sad animators, with faces as if they were here under duress and not of their own free will. Evening entertainment consists of a 60-year-old woman who sings Russian songs of the 70s from which one gets the impression that you ended up in Yalta in 2004, it’s very sad, all the entertainment that we discovered for ourselves is TV after dinner, thanks for the 3 Russian-language channels that became our entertainment for 10 days.
7. Pool. Briefly, a fungus that, when touched, lags behind the walls and swims with you. By the way, the bar in the pool apparently ceased to exist back in the 90s.
8. Hotel. Tired. Highly. Sad, artificial ficuses everywhere, dusty chandeliers, the impression was that we did not fly here by plane, but returned to the distant 1998 by a time machine
9. If you rejoice at the good time of arrival and departure, forget it, no one will feed you until 14 (check-in time) and on the day of departure at exactly 12:00 at the ringing of the bells, they will cut off the tag from you and you won’t get any water or food even if you fly away at 10 p. m.
10. The result I could write further, about the sunbeds on which the hippos supposedly lay for 40 years, about the glasses dirty and smelly from previous drinks, about the empty dishes over which people were forced to stand for 10-20 minutes, about the lack of food for children and so on, but I think that you are tired of reading just like I'm tired of typing. Save your rest and your stomachs before it's too late