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We were in Sharm El Sheikh for the first time. At first they wanted to go to Turkey, and then they bought a last-minute tour at the Grand Hotel Sharm. We paid for the rest about 50% of the regular price and immediately flew away from 12.09. 2010 to 23.09. 2010.
Transfer.
The tour operator Pegas Touristik exactly fulfilled its obligations, clearly delivered us from home to the hotel and 12 days later back without incident and overlays. From the airport, separately from the entire aircraft, they were put into an air-conditioned minibus and comfortably delivered to the reception desk.
Settlement.
I have already read about the settlement in this hotel and internally prepared for this “circus” and parting with a certain amount for improving the living space. We left our luggage near the entrance, drank a glass of a mixture of packaged juices, filled out a questionnaire and received envelopes with keys (magnetic card), a hotel map, and a schedule.
We were given room 598 on the first floor of building 43 (which is almost at the very top and right next to the main building) with a terrace to the east, overlooking the lawn and located 30 meters from the neighboring building. The first entry into the room left a painful impression: it was somehow cleaned, it smelled of paint or solvent, and there were problems when checking the operation of electrical appliances. I contacted the reception desk with a request to change the room to a more worthy one. They tried to convince me that the electrician would be quickly fixed now, there were no empty rooms, and they would be released only an hour later by 17-00 (a strange statement, because they usually check out before 12-00 and even bourgeois, as I later noticed, are ready to sit at the reception desk for 5.7 hours waiting for departure) and the surcharge for a good room will be up to 100 euros per night, which I didn’t believe, because I knew a little about the local quirks of price gouging and forcing blizzards in the heads of tourists screwed up by the trip.
At 16-30 a meeting was scheduled with a representative-guide from Pegasus, and my wife and I decided not to rush to lay out the money, but just take a walk, eat something, drink, and slowly evaluate the reconnaissance of the located residential buildings. Guide Pegasus, after listening to the requirements and proposals to change the room or hotel, made some efforts in talking with the "reception" and were offered free options. Although the options were closer to the sea and on the second floor, but without visual contact with it, they looked even worse than the originally proposed room. By that time, the electrics had been fixed, and we happily stayed in it, because this hotel had semi-basement rooms overlooking the service path and with the marvelous rumble of a powerful transformer (Italians settled there), magnificent rooms next to the kitchen hood of the restaurant, and with balconies with a charming view of the neighboring bedroom.
In principle, we planned to indulge in sleep in the room, Hymen, and an important condition was day and night silence. Settled.
Number.
In principle, nothing special, not the largest, finished almost entirely of natural stone, but with crooked hands or poheristic "masters". Two single beds were successfully pushed into a giant Drome. There is no bath, only a shower room, which was fine, because, having felt all the machines, I found the boiler turned on, and taking a bath with it is unreasonably risky.
The next day, the life-giving dollar left on the bed had a magical effect, and the room was licked completely, TOTALLY, with the beds moving, with the replacement of all towels, linen, with a heap of shampoos, soap, gel and heaps of toilet paper. Now every day I left money, and everyday problems were over.
At the meeting, the cleaner smiled happily, bowed, called sir, and this was practically the only, somewhat disinterested and very good-natured attitude towards our persons.
Especially for animal lovers, I inform you: 2 (two) average fatness ants lived in the room, and outside, in the crack of the door frame, there lived a lovely salamander with emerald eyes, which did not want to take a picture. Almost all of them are alive, except for the debility ant, who committed suicide by falling into the toilet while draining the water. Amen.
Nutrition.
Three main restaurants (canteen with buffet):
Sharm is a large restaurant, not cozy, gloomy, with an unpleasant smell. They ate in it on the first day and on the last, when the Sheikh messed up.
El Sheikh - we liked the relative compactness, light. We had breakfast and dinner there. The cook already knew the recipe for our omelettes and made them well.
True, on the penultimate day we saw dried sausage and aged sliced cheese in plates, probably left for bacteriological experiments on tourists. We didn’t even sniff salads - we were afraid. I took a picture of this, tried to draw the attention of the manager to this, but he turned on a fool who did not understand the speech (typical behavior of local Papuans in difficult situations for them) and left with a spoiled appetite in Sharm. We were glad that we had to leave the next day.
Reef - large, with a large throughput, in which we dined and were not afraid to eat salads, because the dining crowd did not leave them a chance to stale. The best canteen of all, albeit crowded. It is a pity that it is remote from our place of residence, and it was too lazy to go there for breakfast and dinner.
Six snack restaurants:
Panini Corner - cheburek-white.
It’s more like a sandwich, but the products tasted like childhood memories of the stuffing whites. The same onion and minced meat. Cool food, very unusual for me, but I got addicted there and visited it only twice.
Pool Island Grill - hot dogs, hamburgers and garnish for them in the form of french fries - the dream of fat people. What side is island food here, as I translated Island, although maybe, according to the intention of the author of the name of the tavern, this is not about the island, but about Iceland, I did not understand. Visited twice: upon arrival and on the eve of departure to consolidate the impressions.
Crepe & Sweets - pancake waffle. And quite good. Various fillings, jams, nuts, etc. allow you to experiment with your culinary skills. I liked the waffle, sprinkled with mango sauce, sprinkled with powdered sugar (well, these sauces are not sweet, they cannot be compared with our jam) and with two large scoops of vanilla ice cream.
By the way, this is the only feeding place where smoking is forbidden and no tobacco stink can kill the smell of food mixed with a fresh breeze.
Tapas is a type of fish restaurant. Of the seafood, there are only fillets of unknown fish in batter and "kalemars" in the same batter. Portions are touching with their microscopic size of 20-30 grams, and we had a snack in it only on the way from the beach to the room.
Cliff - they ate only kebabs in it: fried pieces of beef, sliced, strung on wooden sticks mixed with zucchini or blue and smoked on the grill. Like a kebab on a stick, which turned out to be a rubber sole on a stick a couple of times. There is nothing else to eat in this establishment.
Beach club - A beach eatery that offers a "Californian lunch". I don't think California eats naked, half-baked mini-pizzas. The tin is full.
Our typical meals: breakfast in the Sheikh (scrambled eggs, pastries), afternoon tea in the Clif (kebab) or Taras (swallow a microportion of fish products), lunch in the Reef, pancake on the way from the beach, dinner in the Sheikh or in the city.
At first, the food seemed good, and then after a week it became boring, began to seem of less quality and not at all diverse. Almost no one ate spicy snacks, and most likely they lie on the shelves for weeks. Tea at lunch and dinner must be ordered to the waiter, which is annoying by definition and it is not clear where he takes this water, since once he brought two mugs of tea in one of which was cold water. ; ) From meatballs and meatloaf-pate-food, heartburn began. From meat dishes, I had to be content with only “minute steaks”: these are strips of beaten-rolled beef 1 mm thick fried on a stove, which were given every other day in the Reef. Well, "kebab on a reed. "
In short - I lost 1 kilo: I was 112kg, I became 111kg. Probably "empty" food. : ))))))
Binge.
White, rosé , red wine, beer, UPI, fifty percent nectars in tetra packs, strong local drinks and cocktails from them were present in almost all bars.
They drank white wine, hoping that it had less dyes than rosé and red. At first I drank beer, but its compatibility with food was zero, and for the sake of saving the stomach, I stopped drinking it on the third day. However, I do not suffer from beer, refusing to sip it for five years already.
In the evenings they drank cocktails such as Tequila Sunrise and sometimes RomPepsi, but after a week intolerance to a mixture of bad alcohol and nectars developed, so they refused Tequila Sunrise. By the way, all the bartenders of the hotel make this marvelous cocktail in different ways and each bar in its typical container. They make the highest quality in the Reef (there sometimes even a lemon is added to the glass not with fingers, but with tongs).
It's cool to see and drink this "cocktail" in the Beach Bar from a small plastic cup, tortured from pineapple UPI (for some reason, there were no tetra-pack nectars in this bar), and liquid a la tequila.
The main drinking water in the hotel was the local “Baraka” in a 0.5 liter container, which you need to beg from the bartender in bars, and if you want to drink during the bar’s non-working hours, you took care of it in advance, and kept several bottles in the room, and dragged take one bottle to the beach.
Sea.
The sea is bombing. A few meters of coral reefs and immediately a vertical wall with a depth of about 30m to the first shelf (quite real info, because I swam on top for half an hour, waiting for Russian scuba divers to ask them about the depths), and then the abyss. Fish, clams, moray eels, crabs, corals, grottoes and cornices - all this is there, just don't rush to see everything at once.
The sun beds are powerful and wooden, covered with quite hygienic clean mattresses. They don't collapse or bend like plastic ones. Urns-ashtrays stand near each umbrella and are constantly, almost imperceptibly cleaned by beach-boys in the interval between delivering drinks and sweets to sun-weary vacationers (I still believe that they wash their hands between these procedures). : )
In principle, for the sake of this beach, access to the sea and for the sake of the sea itself, the choice fell on this hotel. : )
Territory.
Gorgeous, well-groomed, thought out almost to the smallest detail. Paths and stairs are lined with natural stone. There are practically no direct roads, and each time the path lay through uncharted oases. Evening illumination delights and turns the park heated during the day into an enchanting fairy tale at night, which consumes a myriad of kilowatts and noticeably heats up when walking.
I think replacing incandescent bulbs with economical ones will significantly reduce the overall temperature of the hotel area at night. : )
The only thing I do not recommend to aesthetes of straight lines is to open their eyes to the straightness of straight lines. : )
Entertainment in the hotel.
In the afternoon, a group of animators is trying to stir up people on the beach. They do not know Russian (or are modest) and, probably, that is why they move mostly Germans. The super-extreme game of BochaJ, fitness with yoga, beach volleyball and traditional darts (the obedient servant arranged Stalingrad in this game for the Germans) are, in principle, all beach activities.
I will not fail to mention the Animator from God, a Croat boy. On it all the animation and kept.
The prices of the hotel "enticer" were already more sane and irresistible to my perception. As a lover of diving, I was attracted by an excursion to about. Tyrant. A 3-hour trip was offered on a luxury boat with a total of 4 tourists for $ 80 per couple and with a visit to 3 places: corals, a beach, turtles (later, after adopting our sad experience, our compatriots agreed on $ 100 per boat and only together). So, 80 dollars. for 2 persons and only 3 hours it seemed too expensive, and as luck would have it, the gossips who joined (3 pieces, met on the plane), who had visited the near-hotel "travel agencies" the day before, spoke about "a fascinating all-day trip on a large boat with a royal dinner and drinks. "
The walk was “exciting”: we, 5 people, were taken from the hotel at 7-30 and at 13-30 we were burned and sick from swimming, wind, sun and pitching arrived at about.
Tyrant, moored for another hour, then swam for an hour (I’m surprised no one drowned - the Permian got off with bleeding from the ears), ate (except for my wife and I) pasta with gravy from dirty dishes (they don’t wash it, but wipe it with toilet paper), in At 17:00 we made a stop in the bay near the port (looked at the sandy bottom), at 18:30 the police put us into a bus with difficulty (I was the third in the front seat) and at 19:00, waving flippers, I appeared on the threshold of the "travel agency" under marvelous name "Cheburashka" for satisfaction. The money was returned to ME (the gossips were afraid to download the rights), although they “got off” with assurances that we got on the wrong bus (although we were on the lists).
The desire to make regular excursions was beaten off by the view in the mirror of my burnt nose and baking forehead.
By the way, from the whole boat (25 mortal bodies), only my wife and I and a couple from Kherson were reimbursed, although they agreed to a compensatory “tour” in the desert on ATVs (tin ishshho ta).
The moral of this fable is this: I would rather take a boat for 3 hours from the hotel lured me than spend the whole day on a garbage can on the seas and valleys for free, although over time this is remembered as an entertaining, extremely instructive adventure. ; )))
Entertainment outside the hotel.
I will mention this, because the choice fell on this hotel also due to its very good location between the Old City and Naama Bay (15 pounds both there and there by taxi), as well as close to the IlMercato complex and the AlfLeilaVaLeila quarter (10min walk).
Naama Bay - was. I won't do it again. Well it (IMHO! ).
Old City - I will buy grenades there (8lbs/kilo), green tea (100lbs/kilo), drink fresh juices (9lbs/glass) and study the fortitude of my ego after a beach holiday. J
IlMercato - walk once, find the Skeet Master (I recommend), walk to Horus and visit the Fares fish restaurant (I recommend for beginners to take the Mix for 195L. E. - shrimp, lobsters, crabs, fish, shells ...bite).
It is more profitable to exchange money outside the hotel, because at the reception they make a “one-way” exchange at the rate of 1 $ / 5L. E. , while in the bank you can sell your dollar for 1$=5.69L. E. Banks work mostly until night (some until 21-00, and sometimes until 2-00 - ThomasCook) and there are exchange machines where it is profitable to change only $50 and $100.
By the way, I recommend buying fins, masks and snorkels in a nearby supermarket (5 minutes to the left), in the TUSA store. It is not a Papuan who trades there, but a normal representative of a respected company who does not soar bullshit to tourists. For example, I bought Tusa Platina Plus (SF-5X) fins from him for about $35.
Relationships with internal staff.
If you want to be licked, then there was an error in the address. It's not here. Not in Egypt.
Tutachki need to fight and "put" themselves (or the Papuans in their Papuan place). We learned from the Germans, because at first they relaxed and tried to have fun "for nothing" and even a tip did not help. I had to remember the years of "formation of courage" and the conquest of authority. After that, they enjoyed courtesy, courtesy and a “sincere” desire to please from bartenders, beach and other fights.
Conclusions on the hotel.
After an exchange of opinions about the rest with fellow travelers on the plane, friends and acquaintances who have not been to Egypt for the first time, I realized that the hotel is magnificent and it can be much worse.
However, next time I will choose another place to stay. : )) There will be something new to learn and write the next review. ; ))))))
Transfer.
The tour operator Pegas Touristik exactly fulfilled its obligations, clearly delivered us from home to the hotel and 12 days later back without incident and overlays. From the airport, separately from the entire aircraft, they were put into an air-conditioned minibus and comfortably delivered to the reception desk.
Settlement.
I have already read about the settlement in this hotel and internally prepared for this “circus” and parting with a certain amount for improving the living space. We left our luggage near the entrance, drank a glass of a mixture of packaged juices, filled out a questionnaire and received envelopes with keys (magnetic card), a hotel map, and a schedule.
We were given room 598 on the first floor of building 43 (which is almost at the very top and right next to the main building) with a terrace to the east, overlooking the lawn and located 30 meters from the neighboring building. The first entry into the room left a painful impression: it was somehow cleaned, it smelled of paint or solvent, and there were problems when checking the operation of electrical appliances. I contacted the reception desk with a request to change the room to a more worthy one. They tried to convince me that the electrician would be quickly fixed now, there were no empty rooms, and they would be released only an hour later by 17-00 (a strange statement, because they usually check out before 12-00 and even bourgeois, as I later noticed, are ready to sit at the reception desk for 5.7 hours waiting for departure) and the surcharge for a good room will be up to 100 euros per night, which I didn’t believe, because I knew a little about the local quirks of price gouging and forcing blizzards in the heads of tourists screwed up by the trip.
At 16-30 a meeting was scheduled with a representative-guide from Pegasus, and my wife and I decided not to rush to lay out the money, but just take a walk, eat something, drink, and slowly evaluate the reconnaissance of the located residential buildings. Guide Pegasus, after listening to the requirements and proposals to change the room or hotel, made some efforts in talking with the "reception" and were offered free options. Although the options were closer to the sea and on the second floor, but without visual contact with it, they looked even worse than the originally proposed room. By that time, the electrics had been fixed, and we happily stayed in it, because this hotel had semi-basement rooms overlooking the service path and with the marvelous rumble of a powerful transformer (Italians settled there), magnificent rooms next to the kitchen hood of the restaurant, and with balconies with a charming view of the neighboring bedroom.
In principle, we planned to indulge in sleep in the room, Hymen, and an important condition was day and night silence. Settled.
Number.
In principle, nothing special, not the largest, finished almost entirely of natural stone, but with crooked hands or poheristic "masters". Two single beds were successfully pushed into a giant Drome. There is no bath, only a shower room, which was fine, because, having felt all the machines, I found the boiler turned on, and taking a bath with it is unreasonably risky.
The next day, the life-giving dollar left on the bed had a magical effect, and the room was licked completely, TOTALLY, with the beds moving, with the replacement of all towels, linen, with a heap of shampoos, soap, gel and heaps of toilet paper. Now every day I left money, and everyday problems were over.
At the meeting, the cleaner smiled happily, bowed, called sir, and this was practically the only, somewhat disinterested and very good-natured attitude towards our persons.
Especially for animal lovers, I inform you: 2 (two) average fatness ants lived in the room, and outside, in the crack of the door frame, there lived a lovely salamander with emerald eyes, which did not want to take a picture. Almost all of them are alive, except for the debility ant, who committed suicide by falling into the toilet while draining the water. Amen.
Nutrition.
Three main restaurants (canteen with buffet):
Sharm is a large restaurant, not cozy, gloomy, with an unpleasant smell. They ate in it on the first day and on the last, when the Sheikh messed up.
El Sheikh - we liked the relative compactness, light. We had breakfast and dinner there. The cook already knew the recipe for our omelettes and made them well.
True, on the penultimate day we saw dried sausage and aged sliced cheese in plates, probably left for bacteriological experiments on tourists. We didn’t even sniff salads - we were afraid. I took a picture of this, tried to draw the attention of the manager to this, but he turned on a fool who did not understand the speech (typical behavior of local Papuans in difficult situations for them) and left with a spoiled appetite in Sharm. We were glad that we had to leave the next day.
Reef - large, with a large throughput, in which we dined and were not afraid to eat salads, because the dining crowd did not leave them a chance to stale. The best canteen of all, albeit crowded. It is a pity that it is remote from our place of residence, and it was too lazy to go there for breakfast and dinner.
Six snack restaurants:
Panini Corner - cheburek-white.
It’s more like a sandwich, but the products tasted like childhood memories of the stuffing whites. The same onion and minced meat. Cool food, very unusual for me, but I got addicted there and visited it only twice.
Pool Island Grill - hot dogs, hamburgers and garnish for them in the form of french fries - the dream of fat people. What side is island food here, as I translated Island, although maybe, according to the intention of the author of the name of the tavern, this is not about the island, but about Iceland, I did not understand. Visited twice: upon arrival and on the eve of departure to consolidate the impressions.
Crepe & Sweets - pancake waffle. And quite good. Various fillings, jams, nuts, etc. allow you to experiment with your culinary skills. I liked the waffle, sprinkled with mango sauce, sprinkled with powdered sugar (well, these sauces are not sweet, they cannot be compared with our jam) and with two large scoops of vanilla ice cream.
By the way, this is the only feeding place where smoking is forbidden and no tobacco stink can kill the smell of food mixed with a fresh breeze.
Tapas is a type of fish restaurant. Of the seafood, there are only fillets of unknown fish in batter and "kalemars" in the same batter. Portions are touching with their microscopic size of 20-30 grams, and we had a snack in it only on the way from the beach to the room.
Cliff - they ate only kebabs in it: fried pieces of beef, sliced, strung on wooden sticks mixed with zucchini or blue and smoked on the grill. Like a kebab on a stick, which turned out to be a rubber sole on a stick a couple of times. There is nothing else to eat in this establishment.
Beach club - A beach eatery that offers a "Californian lunch". I don't think California eats naked, half-baked mini-pizzas. The tin is full.
Our typical meals: breakfast in the Sheikh (scrambled eggs, pastries), afternoon tea in the Clif (kebab) or Taras (swallow a microportion of fish products), lunch in the Reef, pancake on the way from the beach, dinner in the Sheikh or in the city.
At first, the food seemed good, and then after a week it became boring, began to seem of less quality and not at all diverse. Almost no one ate spicy snacks, and most likely they lie on the shelves for weeks. Tea at lunch and dinner must be ordered to the waiter, which is annoying by definition and it is not clear where he takes this water, since once he brought two mugs of tea in one of which was cold water. ; ) From meatballs and meatloaf-pate-food, heartburn began. From meat dishes, I had to be content with only “minute steaks”: these are strips of beaten-rolled beef 1 mm thick fried on a stove, which were given every other day in the Reef. Well, "kebab on a reed. "
In short - I lost 1 kilo: I was 112kg, I became 111kg. Probably "empty" food. : ))))))
Binge.
White, rosé , red wine, beer, UPI, fifty percent nectars in tetra packs, strong local drinks and cocktails from them were present in almost all bars.
They drank white wine, hoping that it had less dyes than rosé and red. At first I drank beer, but its compatibility with food was zero, and for the sake of saving the stomach, I stopped drinking it on the third day. However, I do not suffer from beer, refusing to sip it for five years already.
In the evenings they drank cocktails such as Tequila Sunrise and sometimes RomPepsi, but after a week intolerance to a mixture of bad alcohol and nectars developed, so they refused Tequila Sunrise. By the way, all the bartenders of the hotel make this marvelous cocktail in different ways and each bar in its typical container. They make the highest quality in the Reef (there sometimes even a lemon is added to the glass not with fingers, but with tongs).
It's cool to see and drink this "cocktail" in the Beach Bar from a small plastic cup, tortured from pineapple UPI (for some reason, there were no tetra-pack nectars in this bar), and liquid a la tequila.
The main drinking water in the hotel was the local “Baraka” in a 0.5 liter container, which you need to beg from the bartender in bars, and if you want to drink during the bar’s non-working hours, you took care of it in advance, and kept several bottles in the room, and dragged take one bottle to the beach.
Sea.
The sea is bombing. A few meters of coral reefs and immediately a vertical wall with a depth of about 30m to the first shelf (quite real info, because I swam on top for half an hour, waiting for Russian scuba divers to ask them about the depths), and then the abyss. Fish, clams, moray eels, crabs, corals, grottoes and cornices - all this is there, just don't rush to see everything at once.
The sun beds are powerful and wooden, covered with quite hygienic clean mattresses. They don't collapse or bend like plastic ones. Urns-ashtrays stand near each umbrella and are constantly, almost imperceptibly cleaned by beach-boys in the interval between delivering drinks and sweets to sun-weary vacationers (I still believe that they wash their hands between these procedures). : )
In principle, for the sake of this beach, access to the sea and for the sake of the sea itself, the choice fell on this hotel. : )
Territory.
Gorgeous, well-groomed, thought out almost to the smallest detail. Paths and stairs are lined with natural stone. There are practically no direct roads, and each time the path lay through uncharted oases. Evening illumination delights and turns the park heated during the day into an enchanting fairy tale at night, which consumes a myriad of kilowatts and noticeably heats up when walking.
I think replacing incandescent bulbs with economical ones will significantly reduce the overall temperature of the hotel area at night. : )
The only thing I do not recommend to aesthetes of straight lines is to open their eyes to the straightness of straight lines. : )
Entertainment in the hotel.
In the afternoon, a group of animators is trying to stir up people on the beach. They do not know Russian (or are modest) and, probably, that is why they move mostly Germans. The super-extreme game of BochaJ, fitness with yoga, beach volleyball and traditional darts (the obedient servant arranged Stalingrad in this game for the Germans) are, in principle, all beach activities.
I will not fail to mention the Animator from God, a Croat boy. On it all the animation and kept.
The prices of the hotel "enticer" were already more sane and irresistible to my perception. As a lover of diving, I was attracted by an excursion to about. Tyrant. A 3-hour trip was offered on a luxury boat with a total of 4 tourists for $ 80 per couple and with a visit to 3 places: corals, a beach, turtles (later, after adopting our sad experience, our compatriots agreed on $ 100 per boat and only together). So, 80 dollars. for 2 persons and only 3 hours it seemed too expensive, and as luck would have it, the gossips who joined (3 pieces, met on the plane), who had visited the near-hotel "travel agencies" the day before, spoke about "a fascinating all-day trip on a large boat with a royal dinner and drinks. "
The walk was “exciting”: we, 5 people, were taken from the hotel at 7-30 and at 13-30 we were burned and sick from swimming, wind, sun and pitching arrived at about.
Tyrant, moored for another hour, then swam for an hour (I’m surprised no one drowned - the Permian got off with bleeding from the ears), ate (except for my wife and I) pasta with gravy from dirty dishes (they don’t wash it, but wipe it with toilet paper), in At 17:00 we made a stop in the bay near the port (looked at the sandy bottom), at 18:30 the police put us into a bus with difficulty (I was the third in the front seat) and at 19:00, waving flippers, I appeared on the threshold of the "travel agency" under marvelous name "Cheburashka" for satisfaction. The money was returned to ME (the gossips were afraid to download the rights), although they “got off” with assurances that we got on the wrong bus (although we were on the lists).
The desire to make regular excursions was beaten off by the view in the mirror of my burnt nose and baking forehead.
By the way, from the whole boat (25 mortal bodies), only my wife and I and a couple from Kherson were reimbursed, although they agreed to a compensatory “tour” in the desert on ATVs (tin ishshho ta).
The moral of this fable is this: I would rather take a boat for 3 hours from the hotel lured me than spend the whole day on a garbage can on the seas and valleys for free, although over time this is remembered as an entertaining, extremely instructive adventure. ; )))
Entertainment outside the hotel.
I will mention this, because the choice fell on this hotel also due to its very good location between the Old City and Naama Bay (15 pounds both there and there by taxi), as well as close to the IlMercato complex and the AlfLeilaVaLeila quarter (10min walk).
Naama Bay - was. I won't do it again. Well it (IMHO! ).
Old City - I will buy grenades there (8lbs/kilo), green tea (100lbs/kilo), drink fresh juices (9lbs/glass) and study the fortitude of my ego after a beach holiday. J
IlMercato - walk once, find the Skeet Master (I recommend), walk to Horus and visit the Fares fish restaurant (I recommend for beginners to take the Mix for 195L. E. - shrimp, lobsters, crabs, fish, shells ...bite).
It is more profitable to exchange money outside the hotel, because at the reception they make a “one-way” exchange at the rate of 1 $ / 5L. E. , while in the bank you can sell your dollar for 1$=5.69L. E. Banks work mostly until night (some until 21-00, and sometimes until 2-00 - ThomasCook) and there are exchange machines where it is profitable to change only $50 and $100.
By the way, I recommend buying fins, masks and snorkels in a nearby supermarket (5 minutes to the left), in the TUSA store. It is not a Papuan who trades there, but a normal representative of a respected company who does not soar bullshit to tourists. For example, I bought Tusa Platina Plus (SF-5X) fins from him for about $35.
Relationships with internal staff.
If you want to be licked, then there was an error in the address. It's not here. Not in Egypt.
Tutachki need to fight and "put" themselves (or the Papuans in their Papuan place). We learned from the Germans, because at first they relaxed and tried to have fun "for nothing" and even a tip did not help. I had to remember the years of "formation of courage" and the conquest of authority. After that, they enjoyed courtesy, courtesy and a “sincere” desire to please from bartenders, beach and other fights.
Conclusions on the hotel.
After an exchange of opinions about the rest with fellow travelers on the plane, friends and acquaintances who have not been to Egypt for the first time, I realized that the hotel is magnificent and it can be much worse.
However, next time I will choose another place to stay. : )) There will be something new to learn and write the next review. ; ))))))
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