If you want to spoil your vacation, you should go to Acacia.

Written: 17 september 2018
Travel time: 1 — 8 september 2018
The hotel is located in the downtrodden village of Bildebi, where you can find normal hotels. But the Acacia resort is known even to the locals, as that is still a hole. Check-in at 14.00 before this time you will be fully processed by a local businessman or his wife, about going to a Turkish bath and buying a leather coat and other crap from them. If they manage to "clean up" the room after the previous tenants, consider yourself lucky. Cleaning they call- changing the bed. I had to beg for towels separately. left dirty from past tenants. The room is broken, sockets are torn out with meat, dirt and dust are all around. In the toilet, dripping from the ceiling, I hope water. Black mold everywhere, hair, shower gander broken. And most importantly, when you turn on the light in the room in the evening, small bugs-bugs scatter from the bed and along the walls in different directions. If in the morning you see paths of bites on yourself, you will know who it was) Yes, cool? When you go to the reception, demanding to change the room, due to the fact that there are bedbugs !! ! "- well, what about bedbugs? We don't have other rooms. " That is, the servants, and even the management are in the crus about this trouble, but no one does anything, for them this is the norm. Everything is done to skin you and send you home as soon as possible.
All Inclusive you say? Yeah, now, Wine and beer are paid, and only diluted vodka and gin are free, and then only in a certain period of time. (They dilute alcohol for the reason to save money, as well as to make it difficult to swell, because they are tired of the eternal drunken fights of tourists)
There is food, and that's all that can be said about it, the choice is very poor, pasta, soy meat, bunches of greens in bowls and soup. There is almost nothing for breakfast. But annoying flies are everywhere, they are exactly the same as all Turks - arrogant and clingy, they can sit on your spoon with food while you bring it to your mouth.

Internet is paid: $ 1 per day, and it does not finish the room, so you need to look for where to catch it. The pool is available, and even with a slide, I saw how the pool is "chlorinated" - they just sprinkle it around the edge from a box of bleach and that's it. From the same box, they chlorinate water to wash the dishes, well, how to wash it, soak it, because all the dishes are greasy, sticky and stink of bleach. I wonder how there are still no mass poisonings with such sanitation. As long as they carry a bowl of food to the table for distribution, peeing into it a couple of times is in the order of things, they do not know about any gloves.
The service staff, these are rural lads who, it seems, descended from the mountains yesterday, are just as rude, you won’t get any respect for the guests here. One even wanted to shoot me and dragged me by the hand into the street, because I photographed the ceiling in the foyer, there was a puddle on the ceiling, which they bashfully covered with a sheet, but the leak was never removed, which caused the sheet to sag, it looks funny . This, by the way, was a receptionist, how do you treat customers? )
If you are a young girl, or maybe not very young, then the Turkish bath for you is a hairy sweaty Turk without panties, with a towel over your naked body, who first hugs you completely, and then will brazenly offer himself as a sex machine. I doubt very much that a girl massages men in the bath)))
There is such a stereotype all over Turkey that our girls go there just for sex. Because of this, these "males" will not let you pass and calmly rest under various pretexts to breed for sex. They will pester you everywhere - on the beach, on the street, in the store and even on the territory of the hotel if you are in the field of view of a male without a man. I myself observed this picture constantly in Antalya, Kemer and Bildebi.
The only thing that pleased me on the trip was nature, very beautiful mountains, coniferous forests and the sea, with rocky beaches. This is something the Turks have nothing to do with, but even here they manage to spoil everything - there are bottles, papers, bags in the grass, although there are urns. It was not difficult for me to get up from the wild beach, on the way back to pick up someone else's garbage and throw it in the trash. After all, nature is not to blame that such pigs live in such beauty.
Translated automatically from Russian. View original