жить и есть можно! live and eat!

Was from May 1st to May 8th. I thought the three-ruble note was horror-horror. Well, when checking in, I had to twist my nose (I’m unpretentious, so I agreed to the 3rd viewed room - large, in the old building, on the first floor, view - on the neighbor’s fence - I watched 3 times - I watched it myself the first time, I showed the rest to the guests) . The condo worked. Hot-cold water. Didn't see bed bugs. Feeding - very good. really good. no frills, but just well cooked - meat (chicken, beef, lamb - I love fish, but in unfamiliar places I always ignore what I advise you), vegetables, spaghetti, rice and so on. many desserts - too many. Tea-coffee-alcohol at odd hours - so just smile, gentlemen, smile). The hotel's beach is normal - if you lie down, and swim - it was windy, the pontoon was shaking - not very convenient. Not far from the hotel - two supermarkets. Overall, I would give it a 4. And now! about travel agencies. yes, maybe everything is legal there, only here - you never know where you will find, where you will lose. I traveled from Brothers Safari to Israel - the Egyptian side worked well (round trip with no complaints). In Israel, we were met by a guide - Asah (a decent asshole), the excursions were something like "this is a chair - they sit on it, this is a table - they eat on it" plus misrepresenting biblical stories. Well, the joke is with him (the shop is the shop, but the constant pressure "do not buy cheap fake icons from the wrong ones, etc. ", repeated repetitions of "you can get lost if you buy from the wrong ones"). And no phone number, no warning about the time difference with Egypt. In the temple of Bethlehem - surprise - I'll show you a Christmas star - through a peephole in the door. . . and other groups go inside. "What, you want too? I can personally stand with you! " - Yes, of course, no one wants! And "a horse's move" - ​ ​ to leave half of the group at the entrance to the Church of the Holy Sepulcher with the words "shchasvirnus" - and to wind away with the other half no one knows where (it turns out that he stood "together with everyone (!!! ) for two hours in line"). 20 people from the group were not - how can you not notice! We waited for more than 2 hours at the Garbage Gate (the police called the phone number from the sticker with the name of the company - I don’t remember - on T. . . , it seems), then he also accused us - you yourself are to blame, because you went to buy souvenirs from the infidels. Like this. If you are traveling from a hotel guide, you at least know where and to whom to address your indignation and discontent. And here? She returned tired and angry. Vacation has passed. The sediment remained.