хороший сервис за очень небольшие деньги good service for very little money

returned last night, so all the impressions are called fresh
arrival
flew from almaty atlasglobal on airbus 321
compared to Boeing even of the same year of birth - a terrible tram. flight 6 hours. Saved only by sleep. but the time is very convenient. departure at night. arrival in the morning. At 12 we were already in the room unpacking our bags. way back too. departure in the evening. arrival at night. on the last day we managed to have breakfast and swim and have lunch and check out.
no one else flies from us at such a convenient time.
transfer
The road is quite picturesque, so we didn’t even have time to notice how we arrived. on the right, the mountains on the left, the sea, just have time to click the shutter.
accommodation
for twenty settled immediately in a luxurious room overlooking the sea and the bay. the bathroom is tiny, but the furniture is very good, not creaky. Too bad there was no kettle. I get up early, so I had to choke on a phantom, smoking in the morning on the balcony.

nutrition
Well, essno not super-duper, as in premium hotels, but everything is there.
what I didn’t like is that the area is not enough, at rush hour people almost bang their asses against each other. the waiters are efficient, but not very motivated, why see further. (due to the peculiarities of the main contingent, consuming a dollar tip. I took only $ 120 in change, I had enough over the roof and for cleaning the room, and for the restaurant, and for the bar)
Beach
no diving. in a mask, the maximum that you can see is fish under the pier, and old pipes at the bottom. after a wave in 2 days I got sunglasses under water, bought in a hotel shop.
due to the fact that the shore is made of small pebbles, the water is very clear even in windy weather. muddy does not happen.
a pump is constantly working under the pier, pumping water into the garden, as I understand it, and from there it immediately merges with a pipe under the pier. it was stressful at first. then I saw that it was like lumps, a banana peel with condoms did not come out of there, and calmed down.
swimming pool
has a relatively large size and different depths from different sides. Therefore, in September it definitely does not warm up. I only saw children there. but probably in August only he saves from the heat.
bars
drinking is no problem. but I did not see the cocktail master there. everyone is basically cracking tequila (not bad) and beer. crayfish for an amateur. but 10 glasses of raki in the morning respond better than tequila
by the way, guests wear bracelets of three colors.
yellow - children (they are not given alcohol)
orange - mostly Germans (drank beer)
all the rest are blue - all in blue.
entertainment
the only thing that I liked for 2 weeks - Turkish night.

the poor animator tried to stir up the guests, but, alas... see the reasons below the contingent that is. chose Miss Hotel. an aunt from Odessa tried to get her teenage daughter out to sing instead of her. The child nearly went into hysterics. then I listened to the whole breakfast as she and her husband loudly brought her up on the floor of the restaurant - you disgraced us!
and what the hell mom got on stage? is the child to blame?
contingent
Well, this is where things get interesting.
There were few Turks, 5-6 families. Apparently the hotel they have is not very quoted.
There are relatively many Germans, but there were practically no younger than 50. and further down to the old women on crutches. but very quiet. gathered in groups. they were practically invisible and inaudible.
Ukrainians were many different. those that are younger are very noisy. older people like to talk loudly. nothing personal, but it's so unusual and it hurts the ears so much . . like - petro, breathing like a watermelon!
that you sho! call Nastuska soon, let him rise too! each phrase fits almost into an octave. from the top note to the bottom.
well, rush today in all its glory.
and all this cocktail multiplied by the aunts from Vasya Lozhkin's paintings.
sort of pigs in helmets. of immense size in helmets with a vigilant watchful look. there were 70% of them.
I don’t know where they were recruited from, maybe some kind of special concept of the hotel. I have the impression that these aunts are half of the chief accountants, half of public education workers from all million-plus cities of the Russian Federation.
in a restaurant, creating a queue for them and yelling at the whole hotel because of peaches is just a matter of honor. like poking around in a watermelon tray. if one emits a battle soviet cry: vasilna, they give grapes there! - takes off with plastic bags about twenty combat units from the spot, who is ahead. then follows a loud discussion of the quality of the products right there on the spot.
to grab a whole bottle of table wine in the evening and blow it all out right there, even if it doesn’t fit anymore, with my grandfathers - I saw this for the first time. why waiters? or immediately grab a bottle, drink 2 glasses, but not to tip?

the beach is a separate issue. it is, in principle, large, wide and spacious, but to go to the beach for aunts at seven in the morning, stake out a sunbed, putting only a pebble there, then go for breakfast, and go to your sunbed by nine, this is not discussed at all.
the payback for the one who dropped the pebble will be an op for half an hour at least from all sides within a radius of 50 meters. further in the water they are distributed according to interests: who is for Vova, who is for Zhirik, who is for Zyuganchik, who is against the Americans, and so on. while you swim from pier to pier, you will hear the whole palette of the social life of this country.
there were no aunts to be seen in the bars, but here healthy forces come into play. aunts-grandmothers gathered in a circle of folk drunken choral singing and sang "oh my God, what a muscle" to the tune "and I love a married man. " enchanting spectacle.
then I saw a fight. I saw a goat that stomped from the beach in the morning, where he drank all night with his girlfriend, rinsed his slippers in the pool on the way to the room. girlfriend in general in nirvana specific. in general, he then zaforshmachil the pool. the disco is so small after 11. but they were eager to go there too. all the time they tried to switch the music from Eurodance to gentle May. only the Turks saved if they were.
I really regret that I didn’t film how the gendarmes took some type out of the hotel to kichman. The gendarmerie saw the car, well, I think something will happen now... I'm very sorry. profukal. . .
now about the good
went on a pirate yacht barbossa. from Antalya and along the coast. very beautiful. there is a cliff. but hotels are everywhere. get out by using metal stairs along the cliffs. in one place they even dug an underground tunnel into the cliff. cool. waterfalls. . .
half an hour after the departure of the yacht, the guests managed to pump up so much that they managed to vomit from the 3rd deck.
a trip to the takhtali. the rope is impressive. we also have a cable car to Chimbulak, but it is gentle. and here it is almost 50-60 degrees up. the views are wonderful.

trip to Phaselis. ancient Greek city. beyond all praise. You can walk there for a very long time, because it is completely covered with foliage of trees. there is really something to see. amphitheater, old marble slabs with original inscriptions. and the city itself, well, somewhere about 500 meters, if not more. everywhere there are signs with descriptions of what, where, when and who. in general, as the wife said, there is much more material than in the side.
generally like that. I think the hotel needs to change something in the concept. all the conditions for this are