UNRIVALED BOTTOM

Written: 13 may 2019
Travel time: 1 — 11 may 2019
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Review of Queen Sharm Resort.
I must say right away - if you have already bought a tour to this hotel - change it, or refuse the tour right away. The hotel is terrible for many reasons. Once there were two Vera Queen Sharm 4* hotels on the first line and Vera club 3* on the second line. Now this is a "one hotel" 4 *, which does not even pull on a bad three. The second line is mothballed, nothing works. No bars, no restaurant, no reception. The rooms, respectively, also no TV, no hair dryer, no water, no soap. The furniture and locks on the doors are broken. Sun umbrellas: some torn, some uncoated, one skeleton. They don’t give water to the rooms to drink, go down the mountain in the heat (more than half a kilometer) to the only bar near the pool (which is open from 12 noon !! , so you won’t even drink water in the morning), then climb back up the mountain. Bars declared as many as 8 on the vast territory of two hotels. And three restaurants. In fact, the "restaurant" is one and then a canteen from the times of the scoop. The second "restaurant" is given to the Italians, there is no entry for the rest. The third "restaurant" has been closed for more than 4 years. The bars at the reception, in the restaurant and at the top of the second line are mothballed. "Bar" near the pool of the second line offers a wide range of water and juices in homeopathic concentrations of as many as two types! The bar at the reception of the first line also "works" from 12 noon, when there is a bartender in it. But the problem is that there is no bartender in it. And when he eats, he sends him to the bar near the pool of the 1st line for beer, mineral water and other things. Three floors down, if the elevator works, then you're in luck. The whole hotel is solid stairs and descents. There is also a bar in the canteen. Also three kinds of rotten water. Water is not allowed to be taken into bottles to drink anywhere else than from 150 gram disposable cups with flies. In honor of Ramadan, in the canteen for the whole day (!!! ) they turned on the soda dispenser. What generosity! How happy the children were! However, not for long. . .
Now about food: "All inclusive" according to the Queen Sharm 4 * hotel includes eternal long queues for everything. Literally for everything. Scrambled eggs without everything - queue. Fruit cutting - turn. Tomatoes were snatched from a small bowl in a minute, however, as well as potatoes and the rest. What there was no queue for was two types of cabbage - white and red. They ate it. The children asked the cook for boiled eggs and received them individually. This situation was in everything: the cook measured out the usual salad with a spoon in portions (queue). Not to mention meat and chicken - there were terrible queues for all the food. Moreover, the queue did not resolve after the end of the dish - many stood and silently, like cows, looked reproachfully at the empty bowl, expecting that they would bring more feed. The cooks took out a bowl of tomato, threw it on the table and laughed, watching people fight for chopped tomatoes! In general, this is more than humiliating! Many in this situation ate in the city, at McDonald's, ordered pizza.

If you're still craving to visit this abode of horror, then here are a couple of tips for you:
1. Collect water in the bar near the pool of the 1st line, regardless of the prohibition signs. One should dial, the second distract the waiters. Put a sliced ​ ​ lime in the bottle to disinfect the water. Checked on myself.
2. In the canteen, when you beg for a boiled egg, show two fingers up and do not leave until you give 2 eggs. When you stand for a long time with one egg in your hand and two fingers raised, the line begins to buzz disapprovingly and this frightens the cook.
3. Do not try to catch free internet near the reception of the first line. He's not there. All the people sitting there with the phone are hired extras. Buy a local sim card for 20 bucks.
4. If you are thirsty and are waiting at the reception, and the time for the water supply has not yet come, and the bartender has removed the levers from the device pouring water (YES, THEY DO IT !!! ), then bring a glass and with your index finger raised up, feel for the tube, into which a tube is inserted, from which water flows. Click on it up and you will have rotten water. Difficult, but at least drink. However, this most likely will not help you, since they began to pour water into dirty canisters in the evening, and pour it back at 12 in the afternoon. Be sure to watch this process, the turbidity is spinning so much fun in the water.

If you are a supporter of gastronomic delights, try rotten crabs. There is such a story with them: They were sold for 12 bucks per serving and no one took them, they were safely rotten, they were cooked and served to Italians in a separate restaurant. Of course, they said “fi” and didn’t eat it. Then they were handed out by the piece in the canteen. Against the backdrop of hopeless redneck and malnutrition, the crabs went with a bang. But being cut, they exposed a green rotten stuff in themselves. Naturally, everyone was indignant, they did not eat. Who ate, he got poisoned. But a different fate awaited the crabs: the next day, halves of rotten crabs were found in pasta, which no one began to eat either. The adventures of rotten meat did not end there... A day later, a soup of crabs and pasta ground into porridge was discovered... If you have ever cooked in a large saucepan, for example, mashed potatoes and it burned on you, you will understand what soup tasted like in the canteen the next day. Yes, soup from burnt pot leftovers! The last straw was the chef's throwing a piece of the bone of an unknown animal into my plate. Most likely it was someone's knee joint, consisting entirely of bone and a small moss on the bottom, with no signs of meat.
About alcohol: beer is sold in small 150 gram disposable cups. And a third of beer, two-thirds of foam. Exactly one sip. Approach the "bar" more than once every 15 minutes - and you are the blood enemy of the bartender. We bought food, fruits, juices and alcohol from stores in the city, because we were tired of humiliating ourselves for a sip of beer.
But there is the sea - you say... But the entrance to the sea is only through the old floating pontoon, which sways from the slightest breeze. People from it fell on dead corals. Those who tried to enter the sea from the rocky shore also paid the price. But not only the sea gives injuries: one woman, not having time to enter the room, cut her heel on a rusty piece of iron sticking out of a non-working refrigerator.
There was no water or soap in the room. Soap dispensers were broken, later we found a dump of broken dispensers and the remains of nightstands further down the corridor. For the entire 10-day stay, we were given a bar of laundry soap and three disposable shampoo sachets for two. Water flowed from the tap like this: open the tap, wait 10 seconds. There was a hiss, splashes, rust, a jet of water, water flows for three to five seconds, then drop by drop, then a break for 10-15 seconds. Try showering in this mode while holding the shower/faucet switch with one hand. In general, only the old air conditioner functioned in the room, and we were still lucky! Mosquitoes and flies in huge numbers are regular guests of this hotel. And later we also found bedbugs when they were mercilessly bitten by them. When asked to process the number, we were told that there were no funds.

From the day of arrival, we asked to change the room and always heard - there are no free rooms, come tomorrow. With us, two women with a stroller asked to change the room, since faith did not allow them to walk 500 meters up the stairs with a stroller to an abandoned hotel. And they sat at the reception as a sign of a strike until a number was given to them closer.
After they realized that everything was useless, they asked the hotel guide Bassem (he has a separate anti-respect! ) to change the hotel with a surcharge. A day of begging and 40 bucks extra for a three-ruble note (! ) And we will finally leave this damned hole tomorrow. But it wasn’t there - in the morning we were waiting for a message in viber that they say the hotel will be different (three rubles is even worse than ours), there will be no transfer and you are supposed to be aware. Moreover, we could not find a hotel with that name on the map. I had to make a small scandal for half an hour, take away our money from him, for which we were not issued any receipts or documents, and book a nearby hotel for the rest of our vacation, through one. A wonderful three-ruble note, which was said to be better than many fives. And so it turned out.
The guide was the same one: when the excursion to the yacht in the Ras Mohammed reserve was bought, he said - tomorrow at 10 am, I will inform you in the evening if they reschedule the time. As a result, at half past nine in the morning, he writes that the bus left at eight in the morning without us. Okay, rescheduled for another day. On the excursion itself, on the third dive, without warning anyone, the yacht left the parking lot for half a kilometer. Those who swam closer managed to jump on it. One fell off the side when he tried to climb in and the yacht started the engine, one almost fell under the propeller at the same time and one was pulled out on a cable, since it is difficult even for an athlete to swim against the current from a departing yacht. But Bassem wouldn't be a complete Bassem if he didn't arrange one more thing: on the day of departure, we received a message about the bus to the airport an hour after he had already left. It’s good that we rested for our money in another hotel, paid for a separate transfer, knew about the departure in advance, and this Arabic figurine didn’t hurt us.
In short, if you are a supporter of programs in the spirit of "Survive at all costs" then you are in this hotel. We have warned you!
Translated automatically from Russian. View original