Зачем вода, когда море рядом Why water when the sea is near

Friends! Unless you're super indifferent and hyper unpretentious, you'll never shell out a few hundred dollars for this barn. The declared 4ka doesn’t pull on it in any way, it’s even less than the level of the Turkish 3k, gentlemen. About everything in order.
On the first day, we found out that there was no water in the room, which was politely reported to the administrator. We were given to understand that the problem will be sorted out. By the way, the staff speaks a certain fusion of Arabic-English-Russian, but normally does not know a single one. Either a language barrier, or local poherism (I tend more towards the latter), but something prevented the administration from eliminating our problem within 3 (! ) Days, that is, half a vacation. Yes, an engineer came, yes, he scratched his turnips, sweated and thoughtfully tapped on the shower head, but there was no pressure of water, and it didn’t. And if under a few meager cold drops you can still somehow wash yourself, then you had to wash your hair in the shower by the pool!
We insisted on relocation, as there is no such problem on the ground floor (verified). Which, in fact, we were denied. Even the hotel guide was powerless, but more on that later. The most interesting thing is that endless conversations with the reception simply ended with the administrator's phrase "I can't hear you! ". Can you imagine it?? ? In the end, at the end of the holiday, we still managed to wash ourselves in the shower a couple of times, but sorry, the urine stream is even stronger.

The guide of our hotel was a certain Akram. Well, we saw him once. When dealing with problems regarding the hotel, I simply preferred not to open messages. And he answered questions about excursions willingly.
Needless to say, there is no Wi-Fi there? . .
Since August is the season of the Arabs, I, of course, was ready for this. But it turned out that my nervous system does not think so. See for yourself: huge families with screaming, ill-mannered (often) children who get underfoot, yelling, scattering food or laying it with their hands from common dishes, there were even babies.
At dinner, the head is splitting from such a bazaar, and they also just openly stare at our women.
Since the topic of food has come up, it is worth noting the amazing uniformity, exceptional repeatability and simply bewitching lack of diversity. So, for breakfast you will see cereal with milk, soy sausage, potatoes with skins and misunderstood crispy balls (I still haven’t figured out what they are from), if you’re lucky, then an unripe melon. Oh yeah, and poppy seed donuts.
Lunch will impress you with soups, it turns out that they can be cooked with as many as 3 ingredients: water, carrots and pasta). Here chicken is at your service (fortunately, at least they can put a few, although not, once I was answered by INAF FO Yu to my request to top up the sprite to the brim, so how lucky. ) Well, pasta, or rather pasta with ketchup.
Only once at dinner I found fish, here, without sarcasm, delicious. But, damn it, the Red Sea and the lack of this product in the diet, how is it?

But if you want to drink tea, then the whole quest "Find a cooler with hot water and tea" is at your service. You can usually meet him in the cafeteria affectionately called the Blue Lagoon Restaurant for breakfast, but then... only God knows. By the way, never, I conjure you, never watch how the tables are cleared, because your appetite will drastically disappear from this action: a diligent Egyptian rubs a stain with a rag and brushes crumbs onto the floor, on which Arab children have already spilled juice (well, like juice, powder diluted in water), at this moment the rag falls... and he simply picks it up, continuing the work he has begun, that is, he smears the dirt on the surface on which you, for a moment, are going to put your elbows!
And yes, you will not find alcohol here. The diluted mixture, with which I drowned out all the pain from what I saw on the first day, gives exactly the same effect as a glass of kefir.
It's strange, but there are almost no complaints about cleaning, at first, however, we were bedded with mysterious stains, but with all the re-treatment, the problem was solved. They just didn't change the towels for us, which is a minus.
Here's another, from local food, vacationers have unforeseen situations with the gastrointestinal tract. It is a fact. If you, God forbid, fly to this heavenly place on your honeymoon, then be prepared to show your spouse what you are capable of (I mean, you won’t find either a freshener or a brush in the toilet). Needless to say, there are no more disposable gels and shampoos?
And last but not least, the beach. Municipal beach. But for some reason, you can only lie on your own territory, which means on a patch of 10x10 meters, where there are never enough sun loungers, while on the territory of other hotels there are plenty of places. Peeled mattresses, a rocky entrance, a place by a cliff where the sun sets earlier than others - this is all about our beach, which is offered to be reached by a local clunker.
Of course, we managed to find pluses in such a place and somehow live our vacation more or less happily, but how can I not advise you to go here! Do not scroll through old photos of reviews, do not believe beautiful cards with palm awnings and a bar bursting with cherished bottles of intoxicating drinks. Believe me, even I, not the most whimsical person, I kindly ask you to look for alternative housing for your vacation.
Well, if you, like us, first bought and then checked, then taxi into the dutik and just take more excursions so as not to see this hotel as rarely as possible.