кто зачем едет в аланию who why goes to alanya

we were brought to this Cleopatra Sahara at 8 in the morning, there was a very strong smell of bleach, in broken Russian we were kindly invited to have breakfast, THIS WAS AWESOME. a plate with tomatoes, another with cucumbers, a third with red-pink sausage, of course Turkish cheese is very salty, oh yes, I forgot about eggs, they are also a plate, then 4-6 types of olives and for dessert. . . boxes with three grams of jam or something chocolate. Granulated coffee, tea from a samovar (modern). In general, what he saw did not spoil the mood, but shocked. Next is the room, tiny, but here we seemed to be lucky, the view was on the sea, but this actually cared the least of all, the room is clean in general. When buying a tour to this hotel, we of course read the reviews and actually understood where we were going. The priorities were Cleopatra Beach and the city, which in general we received in full and were satisfied. But our calmness was pissed off by the behavior of the owner of the hotel, who never forgot to look into everyone’s plate at breakfast, lunch and dinner, and one morning my husband and I drank a glass of red wine (it’s the only thing you can drink there from the “INCLUDED” alcohol), this bespectacled bourgeois came up and said something to the bartender and the bartender, in turn, tells us: everything for you there will be no more wine today, you have already drunk a lot. . And then we were finally cut off. Later, other guests said that they, too, were "turned off". In general, if you don’t want to spoil your mood on vacation by the lack of food, wine (and alcohol in general), by the way, there is no pool bar at all, it’s better not to go here. Oh, yes, I forgot to change towels or linen, you just need to go to the reception, although it may not be necessary. . . I would call the hotel Cleopatra's Sorrow without any stars. Rest I would call calm, but painfully hungry and maximum non-alcoholic. You still want meat sometimes, not to mention the fact that we also paid for alcohol for "ALL INCLUSIVE". Of course, at the moments when the hotel service took us out of balance with frank rudeness, it was possible to write in a more colorful way, but now, upon returning home, you somehow know that. . . This is the actual hotel. But meeting and talking with fellow countrymen at the airport, we concluded that the service in the Turkish Republic generally rolls into tar tarara, whether it's a three, four or five. Apparently it is necessary, like the Germans or the rest of the company, to switch to breakfast, so at least it will not be a shame.