Разочарование... Disappointment...

My husband and I chose the hotel ourselves, remembering from the experience of Cyprus that three stars is very good. But they were wrong. . . Acquaintance with the room began with a feeling of falling into the eighties - old, shabby furniture, dirty. It was disgusting to even sit on the sofa, the Spartan decor in the bathroom was amazing. Instead of a shower cabin, a tiny nook, fenced with oilcloth, falling off a towel rack. After the air conditioner could not bring down a degree from 32 for two hours, the owner was called. His stormy joyful speech boiled down to one fact - why do you need air conditioning when you can open the windows and there will be a fresh breeze? And it doesn’t matter that there is a swimming pool under the windows, and the curtain is almost transparent. To the remark about the transparent curtain and the wish to sleep in the dark, he was terribly surprised. After all, there is nothing better than sunlight, and if anything, you can put your hand over your eyes. . . After ten minutes of bickering, he took us to another room, which had a working air conditioner (he passed out quite rarely when he did not have enough power) and blinds on the windows. . The room overlooked a small road, but I can not complain about the noise from the cars - there were few of them. One thing can be said about the breakfast - poor. A loaf of bread, buttercreams on it, a modest amount of thin slices of ham, cheese, old grainy cucumbers, and corn flakes. Savings is the main motto of the owner. . . I didn’t feel like getting up for such a breakfast at all, as a result, we began to take an omelet in a nearby cafe for locals, where there was a very nice owner named Lazaros, who generously supplied me with lemons for his own growing water. The sheets are downright dirty. Bed linen was changed once, and even then it would be better not to change it. Even sleeping on them was disgusting. The cleaning lady came at a random time - half past nine, eleven, twelve, four o'clock. After a short knock, she immediately entered, and it did not matter that we could sleep. . . Wi-Fi in the rooms almost never worked. The signal just didn't get through. Judging by the open windows in the daytime, the air conditioners did not work almost anywhere. By the way, sometimes they are cut off due to "freezing ice" according to the owner, then you have to go to the reception and ask for a restart. After a five-minute speech by my husband on the topic of worthless automation, the owner did something, and our air conditioner stopped cutting off. And the final touch to the picture - one night, in a nearby hotel opposite (Albatross) for two hours, from two to four, a dog barked. However, I believe that the guests expressed their opinion to the owner on this matter, and the dog remained culturally silent in the future, only occasionally uttering a couple of woofs about the company returning too late.