Прежнее название Club Hotel Rasputin 3.Над этим отелем звёзды даже близко не пролетал The former name is Club Hotel Rasputin 3. The stars did not even fly close to this hotel

You realize this as soon as you cross the threshold of this hotel. Moreover, nowhere - neither on the facade, nor at the reception, nor anywhere on the territory - is there any mention of the "star" of the hotel. And the managers do not show any documents about the status of the hotel, despite convincing requests - they are not there either (at least they were not at the time of our stay there). The overall impression of the hotel is a very, very budget hotel for Turks from nearby areas (the bulk of the residents). And yet - absolute CHAOS. The first 2 days you, like a fool, ask the rude hotel guide Nelly for something, run to the manager, explain that the door does not close in the room, the air conditioner does not work, the TV does not work, there is no warm water, toilet paper, towels, the room is not cleaned and etc. , etc. Then you realize that the salvation of drowning people is the work of the drowning people themselves. You start to catch the cleaners by the scruff of the neck and stand over their souls while they pretend to clean, on the way to explain to them what the toilet is for and that it also needs to be washed, change towels yourself and replenish toilet paper - fortunately, carts with linen packed after washing stand for days on flights of stairs, put garbage bags under the door and contemplate several of them there until departure. . . What else? Virtually no Internet, almost vegetarian and waste-free food for a hotel in the canteen (I can’t even call it a restaurant), the terrace of which is located almost above the roadway of the highway, so you eat in a pleasant atmosphere of exhaust gases and dust, the beach, on in which there are more cigarette butts and garbage than sand. . . And the dreary, painful expectation of the day of departure.