мои "волшебные" каникулы. my "magic" holidays.

say five. I would say three with a big minus. the rooms are shabby, I talked with vacationers, they say that they practice sharing with completely strangers (they met a girl, on the very first night she and a one-year-old girl were settled with a young couple, some other guests talked about a grandmother settled with their neighbors). the staff is friendly only on their Turkish night, otherwise they hardly smile - it’s understandable, there is a lot of work, they caught up with vacationers and they are all Russian, and what is a crowd of Russians, and even queuing for food, and even when the booze is free nearby, and food is understandable. in general, they want a lot of money from rich Russians, but they save on staff, there are not enough hands. clean badly, I personally even left the money. They took my money but didn't take out the garbage. I was lucky - but only for me and for the money - that there was internet, I had to work and settled for baksheesh next to the reception. Separately, it is worth mentioning the location of the hotel - it takes 15-20 minutes to walk to the nearest shops, to the market - just go. that is, no cheaper gifts if you can’t get it, one store in the hotel and they raise prices terribly. far from Alanya, the sea is much colder than that of this city. towels are paid for the beach, although they say that all. sunbeds must be borrowed at five or six in the morning, otherwise you won’t sit down by the pool and the sea (see above) is cold in mid-June, I personally couldn’t be there for a long time with a child. a wonderful story was told by a woman who, with two children, a sister with a child and a grandmother, was resting there. in a cafe by the sea she asked me to make a cake. it was made, but cut into three parts (it is understood that this is also free, such as in between meals, who gets hungry). she asks for the children and give the fourth. pay! how to pay - is it for everyone? so the aunt who baked cakes simply threw a quarter into a bucket, just not to give it. in general, there was a lot. compensate, of course, the sea, palm trees and flowers. but poorly compensated. never worth the money spent. I'm in Turkey for the fifth time, for the second time the feeling that the Turks are snickering - give me money, and the service - for the Russians, and so it will do. because further Europe, sensations must be trusted.