my great holiday

Written: 11 april 2009
Travel time: 12 — 19 january 2008
Who does the author recommend the hotel to?: For a relaxing holiday; For recreation with friends, for young people
Your rating of this hotel:
8.0
from 10
Hotel ratings by criteria:
Rooms: 8.0
Service: 10.0
Cleanliness: 8.0
Food: 10.0
Amenities: 9.0
Why is it magnificent, you ask? Yes, because you really live like that, you do something with someone, you communicate somewhere, you work somewhere! but life passes and there is nothing to remember! This is not about myself, of course!
And there every day, as if wishing for life, more than a year has passed, and the memories are fresh as if only from an airplane!
So let's start from the beginning Airport departure from Odessa delivery to the hotel everything is like clockwork! The reception everything is clear without money a normal room without problems everything turned on and worked! the first evening I really did not believe that they poured it in the bar for free until the bartender poured and took the money! Fun I’m not on alcohol, so for the mood, although this evening I obviously went over it! It doesn’t have a volume! The evening or rather the night ended with wild dancing on the second floor! The next day I was surprised that I was recognized as a class dancer!

The morning began with a wildly aching head, I remembered that when leaving the bar I took a glass of whiskey with me to my room "just in case a firefighter" opened my eyes, I saw a glass of beer in front of me - the cleaner realized that I had a hangover and brought the pipe to extinguish the beer! after drinking a glass beer, I went out through the balcony and found that 2 meters from the room there was a pool and a person 5-6 cleaners spinning around the pool, cleaning tiles, cutting flowers and all with such diligence as if it were the highest paid job in the world! Beer cheered me up and I shouting "HELLO FROM THE BIG HANGER" I jumped into the pool, only it turned out to be for children and very shallow and the water is so cold that my brain was scalded!
P. S. to be continued!
Translated automatically from Russian. View original