Не сравнить с Крайним Севером, да и Крайним Югом то же. Not to be compared with the Far North, and the Far South is the same.

Why it was chosen: Budget it in the middle.
"Life has become better, life has become more fun"

Pros:
1. A hundred meters from the hotel, to the left of the entrance, right on the road to the road is a wonderful cafe with great music, nice bartenders, friendliness and atmosphere. What I did not see inside. From the word - In general.
2. Cozy area, beautiful greenery, nooks and crannies.
3. A beautiful "dumb" valet at the entrance, a carefree uncle floods customers with innate positivity and smiles. Respect to him.
4 ...All. .

Minus:
1. Reception - "no belmes or gugu", no English, no "Nashensky" or Tatar. International Sign Language in the form of a dead president and we have a besstrum complete with a non-working couple of days kandyka, locked safe. Then, of course, again for the "dead raccoons" settled down.
2. Food is NOTHING.

for the first couple of days we had to watch the tables cluttered with dirty dishes, between which the ONLY cleaner on the whole galley, a bartender, who is also a bartender, is a Nubian with blue, black, flaky skin and sad eyes. We just started cleaning up for ourselves and after. A couple of days later, the Nubian honored me by standing up humbly at the entrance. For tomorrow (apparently the vacationers got and they knocked on the head of one of the managers) three workers rushed to the rescue and everything was very neat and nice. Respect for the Nubian.
3. Bartender at the bar at the entrance. A 17-year-old young man with a contemptuous smile, who carefully demonstrates his attitude to the public. Apparently he lived in a greenhouse, did not receive a living from the back of his head and just like that. The only one with whom I crossed paths and did not give "for tea". Although there was a desire to give to the "teapot". Insult to him.
4.
The beach - a very interesting trip in transportation to the beach one and a half kilometers from the hotel. And sometimes sitting on the floor. The driver chuckled, endured and drove. Well done. The beach itself, like corals did not wake up, from the word "absolutely", so if you "want" you need to prick on a trip to the reserve with scuba diving and more than once.
5. Evening - in contrast to the same "Sol-serin" animation (and there it is divine) was not here at all. They were probably shot on the 37th. The only representative of the "entertainment" tribe, a man gloomily guarded the victims at the edge of the pool and treacherously recruited to go to discos in the depths of Sharm.
"But we had it with us, " which saved several evenings.
In the dry residue: People are mostly 99% beautiful, which brightened the comfort, rest and everything that was there.
The rest is on the conscience of hotel managers.
Here they need to be beaten with a buck in your pocket.
The second time I better "accumulate" twice, but will not return to this cozy corner. Amen.