Отзыв об отеле Luciana Review of Luciana Hotel

For a long time I wanted to share my impressions about this hotel, but somehow my hands did not reach. We were there a year ago, ordered a completely different hotel, but at the last moment something changed with the tour operator and we were offered this one. No matter how much I looked for reviews about him, I did not find them: at that time they simply did not exist. Objectively, it looks like this: the location of the hotel is quite good, next to the embankment and the bus stop, as well as the parking of all sightseeing buses. On foot from the hotel in fifteen minutes you can walk to a very good, the largest supermarket in Rimini, Le Befan (so, by the way, there is something like a cookery with takeaway dishes and a small hall where you can eat. Very tasty and compared to all city cafes , inexpensive). In all other respects, you should think very hard: all the windows of the hotel come close either to the backyards or to the facades of other hotels. The hotel has no even the most modest territory. In general, judging by the visitors, it seems to me that this is some kind of recreation center for schoolchildren from Eastern Europe, and very unpretentious ones at that. Some rooms have bunk beds. Accordingly, when these schoolchildren are visiting, there is a lot of inconvenience for everyone - they go in large heaps, they leave early and noisily for excursions, they enjoy life all night due to the absence of their parents nearby. But, as it turned out later, their presence was paradise for us. Now you will understand why. The first day of our stay, we lived only with our tourists (without schoolchildren). We were warned about the modesty of the continental breakfast, but what we saw made us shudder. In order not to be unfounded, I photographed it all: see for yourself. There was tea in bags, exactly one croissant per person, and if you didn’t make it in time and some kind compatriot ate your bun out of ignorance or malice, they won’t give you another one. There was also their muesli, but there was nothing to pour into them! Oh, and nasty cold coffee. This is all. Upon the arrival of a group of schoolchildren from Serbia, on the table with excellent "Creole cuisine" (as it is written in the description of the hotel), one type of cheese and sausage appeared (judging by the quantity, also a piece per vacationer), and during dinner there was a salad on the table. Straight lettuce leaves and all. Once a wonderful "Creole dinner" consisted simply of cutting different cheeses. Moreover, all this was prepared by himself, either the administrator, or the owner of the hotel named Enzo. And we sometimes ran and shouted: "Enzo, something is burning in your kitchen again. " Dinner is the daily pasta Carbonare, which the owner was very proud of (it’s true, it’s very tasty, but not every day! ), And the second course: for example, cheese slices). There was no choice. True to us, Enzo, due to the extreme sociability of my husband and the charm of my daughter, gave out the so-called Dolce, a different kind of tiramisu. But it was only us, he liked us, apparently. By the way, with the departure of schoolchildren, the sausage with cheese and salad disappeared from the tables. Apparently they took it with them. Regarding friendship with the owner: make friends with him, if suddenly you are still brought there. This is beneficial: firstly, we were given toilet paper, the rest bought it themselves at the supermarket, and secondly, we rested at the end of September, and it is quite cold in Rimini at night at this time. And the air conditioner works somehow seasonally, and at this time, according to Enzo, it was not the season. But they don’t have blankets, or rather they do, but we Russians are fools and don’t understand what a blanket is. The blanket is what lies on the mattress under the pillow (that is, the second sheet), and we are darkness, we go to bed without even straightening the bed. In general, everyone froze, only Enzo secretly gave my daughter a real dress (they still exist in Italy), but said not to tell anyone. Also, this friendship helped us on the day of departure: we were allowed to live in the room until the end of departure, and not like everyone else. Something like that. Think for yourself: but when I arrived only at the hotel and waited for registration, I really cried from what I saw, and several couples simply moved to a nearby hotel and settled there for a fee. And it would not be a shame if we were driving according to fortune or some kind of special. offer. It was a planned vacation, for a very big sum.