Это не Бенидорм! This is not Benidorm!

The hotel is not located in Benidorm, but in a hole called Albir, hence the name of the hotel.
If you are over 50 and you want silence, then you are here. The hotel contingent are very, very elderly Spanish pensioners dancing among the white for the tango in the restaurant. And more people in wheelchairs. And it's high season in July.
There is no animation. There is no territory. The windows of the rooms look at each other, and are perfectly visible. Two miserable pools, one of which is on the roof. For children who are interested, there is also nothing.
Beach across the pebble road. The entrance to the water is rocky. There were no sunbeds or umbrellas. The only plus of the hotel is its food. The number was good.
Instead of a booked hotel in Benidorm, Natalie Tours, without informing us, changed our hotel to this Cactus, which we found out only upon arrival. It's been 2 years, but it's still not forgotten. We will not go through them again for any gingerbread. Just bastards.

In the evening, there was nothing to do in the hotel, as in all this provincial suburb. There are 3-4 restaurants in the whole town and that's it. You can get to Benidorm either by regular bus 30 min. on the way or by taxi (you also don’t run into about 25 euros one way). On the second day of our stay in this "paradise", we tearfully asked the guide to change our hotel to another one in Benidorm. She changed, but for a three-ruble note (high season, everything is booked in advance). And no one returned the difference in money. But we were happy about this too - to find ourselves really in a resort, and not in a hole where Natalie Tour stuffed us.