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7.0
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Rooms:
10.0
Service:
9.0
Cleanliness:
9.0
Food:
8.0
Amenities:
10.0
I will describe to YOU hotel beach sketches that attracted me with their attention. About a majestic, aged Ukrainian lady with her two *debilitated* sons of 12 and 17 years old who followed her in goose with swimming trunks raised almost to the armpits. About her young maid, who at every opportunity, when the hostess went to the sea, she kicked and pushed these sons from the mattress with her foot, wanting to lie down to their full height. When the hostess approached, she put candy in their mouths and took off the glasses from the hostess. Sometimes, for a 17-year-old, she lifted her swimming trunks to her shoulders and rolled with laughter, while the hostess majestically walked by the sea. The sons always endured in silence, sitting on the edge of the sunbed, putting their hands on their knees in the absence of their mother.
Next to us, a super topless young Belarusian of 19 years old always sunbathed, one day, when she, as always, was lying topless, two MOSCOW fools of 45 years old approached her and enthusiastically began to tell her that they were looking for a bride for their son and she suits them, they asked to call in Moscow, to meet his son. The girl lying down, topless, silently nodded her head, smiled, agreed. Two fools, having said that they would approach her again, retired, discussing something heatedly. The girl leaned back on the sunbed, probably thought, IN! APARTMENTS MOSCOW PROUT!
A family of Italians always sunbathed nearby with two teenagers who looked like the golden children of MACDONALD, the older one got the younger one, he complained to his mother, the father scolded the older one, spreading them on different sides. The older one threw stones through dad and mom at the younger one, the younger one cried, daddy patted the older one, and the older one patted the younger one for this, and so on every day! Dad and mom were class, the purest Italians, mom with SOPHIE LOREN features, dad was always shaved with expensive cigars, the smell of which was on the whole beach.
Let's descend from heaven as there was a cry that will follow you everywhere in SAVITE. GAN! GAN! Look GRITSKO ide! Oh, look how fast he walks! What about everyone here? And VASILISA ide? And like this all day long, you go to another place, pull a towel over your head, but everything repeats again. By the middle of the rest, two Khokhlushki girls of about 20 years old appeared nearby, got out with their garish speeches, but after the remarks he made, they began to behave normally, we even quickly became friends , one rushed to enjoy topless, I had to carry 2 more glasses from the bar until the end of my vacation.
Something memories do not stick at all !!
Gotta go somewhere!
Over SHARM EL SHEIKH I will draw rain
and with a stroke of the pen I will add a thunderstorm to YOU.
I will scatter snow along the shores,
I will cover beautiful flowers with frost.
Frost in the windows - I will draw YOU
and maybe I'll put the brushes aside
drawing a finger on a frosty window.
With a blue blizzard I will bring the hotels,
there will be knee-deep snow.
I will turn pools into snowdrifts,
I will put snow caps on the palm trees
and I'll take the sun away!
And, in the picture in the corner, I brush
name - SANDRO BOTTICELLI - I will write.
In the morning I wake up -
what a funny dream
I'm there, in EGYPT I will not achieve!
I look out the window
to snowy MOSCOW,
Tverskaya all wrapped in snow
there mothers in sleds roll the children.
Bullfinches on the windows
swimming in the snow.
Frost bites in the morning.
I will return to EGYPT more than once
I'm in the sea, I'll plunge into the sun.
There is no rain
and there is no storm
there is a paradise of hotels without melancholy.
And with sweet NATALIE,
we will be served hookah in the night
and holding hands in the heat
let's start to swagger in the smoke.
In our big beautiful hotel
We'll be back in the morning.
And it will be like always
nightlife, cigars, casino
in NAAMA BAY "UNDER THE PALMA" red wine........
"N. ARBATSKY" (MOSCOW)
Good luck on your travels!
Next to us, a super topless young Belarusian of 19 years old always sunbathed, one day, when she, as always, was lying topless, two MOSCOW fools of 45 years old approached her and enthusiastically began to tell her that they were looking for a bride for their son and she suits them, they asked to call in Moscow, to meet his son. The girl lying down, topless, silently nodded her head, smiled, agreed. Two fools, having said that they would approach her again, retired, discussing something heatedly. The girl leaned back on the sunbed, probably thought, IN! APARTMENTS MOSCOW PROUT!
A family of Italians always sunbathed nearby with two teenagers who looked like the golden children of MACDONALD, the older one got the younger one, he complained to his mother, the father scolded the older one, spreading them on different sides. The older one threw stones through dad and mom at the younger one, the younger one cried, daddy patted the older one, and the older one patted the younger one for this, and so on every day! Dad and mom were class, the purest Italians, mom with SOPHIE LOREN features, dad was always shaved with expensive cigars, the smell of which was on the whole beach.
Let's descend from heaven as there was a cry that will follow you everywhere in SAVITE. GAN! GAN! Look GRITSKO ide! Oh, look how fast he walks! What about everyone here? And VASILISA ide? And like this all day long, you go to another place, pull a towel over your head, but everything repeats again. By the middle of the rest, two Khokhlushki girls of about 20 years old appeared nearby, got out with their garish speeches, but after the remarks he made, they began to behave normally, we even quickly became friends , one rushed to enjoy topless, I had to carry 2 more glasses from the bar until the end of my vacation.
Something memories do not stick at all !!
Gotta go somewhere!
Over SHARM EL SHEIKH I will draw rain
and with a stroke of the pen I will add a thunderstorm to YOU.
I will scatter snow along the shores,
I will cover beautiful flowers with frost.
Frost in the windows - I will draw YOU
and maybe I'll put the brushes aside
drawing a finger on a frosty window.
With a blue blizzard I will bring the hotels,
there will be knee-deep snow.
I will turn pools into snowdrifts,
I will put snow caps on the palm trees
and I'll take the sun away!
And, in the picture in the corner, I brush
name - SANDRO BOTTICELLI - I will write.
In the morning I wake up -
what a funny dream
I'm there, in EGYPT I will not achieve!
I look out the window
to snowy MOSCOW,
Tverskaya all wrapped in snow
there mothers in sleds roll the children.
Bullfinches on the windows
swimming in the snow.
Frost bites in the morning.
I will return to EGYPT more than once
I'm in the sea, I'll plunge into the sun.
There is no rain
and there is no storm
there is a paradise of hotels without melancholy.
And with sweet NATALIE,
we will be served hookah in the night
and holding hands in the heat
let's start to swagger in the smoke.
In our big beautiful hotel
We'll be back in the morning.
And it will be like always
nightlife, cigars, casino
in NAAMA BAY "UNDER THE PALMA" red wine........
"N. ARBATSKY" (MOSCOW)
Good luck on your travels!
Translated automatically from Russian. View original
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