Мои волшебные ошибки My magic mistakes

Rested from 28.08 to 06.09 2011. The ticket was taken on tours through NataliTours.
Upon arrival in Antalya, NataliTours did not have its own counter, there was a guy with a sign. The bus drove to the hotel for 1.5 hours, straining us with thoughts of having time for lunch! Check in:
There were 4-5 families at the reception of “our brother” and we had to wait 40 minutes. The girl who made copies of passports carefully and hopefully examined each sheet for a folded 10-20 dollar bill. The “green tourists” were the first to go to the rooms on the 1st floor with views of the garbage heaps and to life in the style of “a week behind closed curtains and a clogged balcony”. Further, as it turned out, 2/3 of the rooms either overlook the windows of a neighboring hotel, or an open attic. In total, about 500 people rest in the hotel (70% Russians from the regions, 30% Turks). In Turkey, we are not newbies and just taking the first number that comes across is not our style, first inspection.
Number:

2nd floor, corner room with a view of the holidaymakers in the hotel Asdem *****, part of the street with stunted vegetation. Balcony 1/2 meter wide with a chair and a stool, but most importantly with a railing for drying clothes! ! ! After making sure that we are not being cheated with the room - the balcony is closed, the light is on, the air conditioner is working, we gave the proper tip to the guy who was carrying our suitcase. Slightly unpacked, "went to the salty"!
Having walked in a straight line for 200 meters past 2 hotels on the left side and a small market on the right, we had the honor to see a sign with the name of our hotel ...and, in fact, AkDeniz (sea) itself.
Beach:
Large. Pebbles interspersed with the tools of the proletariat. There are a lot of sunbeds, about 250. The distance between sunbeds is 0.5 meters!!! ? ? ? You need to take a sunbed until 9 am, otherwise you will lie on the rocks on the issued beach towel. 10-20% of sun loungers have broken backs. 5-10% of mattresses are in unsightly condition. I frankly did not like the entrance to the sea.
Apparently by a bulldozer, stones were raked from the shore about 3 meters from the coastline, then - 4 meters deep. Down to the buoys. The result - it is impossible to swing on the waves and just wallow in shallow water. Cursing from large stones, you look for a gap in the barrier of stomachs, heads and backs in order to swim further. Along the coast, along the entire length of the beach, a chain of happy and smiling people stretches. Once in 10 days, we even saw our beach boy (we are proud)! ! ! The beach bar is happy to offer non-alcoholic drinks. I liked Ayran when he was not diluted with water. Watermelons, if there were enough in the queue. A grandmother in a straw box, who begs for "tip", handing out free tortillas and always pointing at a cup with a dollar lying there. Lying at someone's heels you get your portion of ultraviolet radiation. It’s reluctant to leave the beach, but the stomach reminds of itself! Shower with cold water, filthy rustic toilet, if someone is really impatient, the road to the hotel.
Food:
Dining room, it's a shame to call a restaurant 250 seats. Having shoveled elbows “like you”, we get to the events!
Lunch / Dinner.

There is always chicken or turkey on the menu, bony river fish too. An abundance of stewed and fried tomatoes and bell peppers, cauliflower. Always cut cucumbers and impromptu fresh and yesterday's salads. Turkish grass. Soy cutlets and french fries are fried outside, the queue is about 20 minutes. All dishes WITHOUT spices and salt are for everyone! Watermelons or melons every evening. Confectioners as in all hotels - on top!
Breakfast.
Egg-muesle diet. Turkish sausage. Fresh buns. You can make your own yogurt from a fermented milk product and fruits from compote (we liked it).
Alcohol and drinks - standard for Turkey with the "ALL" system.
Although we are gourmets, we didn’t manage to “crack our belly. ” We still don't understand why? Lack of fat, or rather animal fat in cooking?
But this is the first time! Each meal was reminiscent of the use of Doshirak - like "nothing", and after 10 minutes you want to eat again. Satisfied only at breakfast.
Not always clean dishes and always dirty knives and forks. Disposable plastic cups for drinks. The difference in the attitude in the bar for Turks and Russians (for example, they were given Turkish tea for free - for us 5 lira, cocktails are the same)
Entertainment/Animation:
We fell into the period of two Turkish holidays at once, Ramadan and Victory Day (not to be confused with May 9). Accordingly, most of the animation + evening shows were in Turkish for vacationers in large numbers of locals! ! ! Excuse me, to contemplate cheap productions of a local booth or listen to one melody of the sounds of a pipe and a drum for 30 minutes - “to the garden”! Discos with music from a nearby hotel. Rare propionist antics of animators in the style of "anukamalchiki" we also safely missed ...
Internet:
Hotel WiFi only works in the reception area. The weak open network of Asdem and L`Oceanica helped a lot, Zena was also visible - a warm thank you to them! ! ! We were happy for the vacationers of these hotels - they have everything like people have and Vip Internet and a beach and even a park area! But since there was no park in our hotel, respectively, and the Internet zone too! The question remains with such a comparison, did we have a beach?
Rest and cleaning in the room:

Plumbing did not leak, hot water was always there. Soaps and shampoos - plenty! Hairdryer worked no more than 1 minute. Towels are white and clean. The safe is paid for fools. The TV is a little bigger than an iPad, on the wall. 3 Russian channels RuTV, 1st, RtR. An air conditioner with strangely working electronics (the timer is always on) and living its own life, but functioning. If you turn off the light, you can watch the residents of the neighboring hotel, the windows of which are 5-7 meters away.
Outside the windows is a road where at night drunken "brothers" shout: "Tagiyil", and drunken Turks drive on mopeds without silencers. The cleaning lady with making the bed, taking out the trash and changing the towels (her duties end there) comes from 9 to 16.
Sport:
There is a miniature beach volleyball on the beach (there was no more sand). The ball had to catch up barefoot over the stones. 1 out of 3 flying balls came from an angry vacationer who did not like the peaceful bombing.
Table tennis - bring your rackets and net. Darts - did not play. Billiards - paid.
Shopping:
Vooobscheee separate issue! ! ! After low prices in Side - a shock!
Nobody wants to take anything to the mountains. The bazaar in Camyuva is aimed at Russian and Ukrainian tourists. Like "these Uruses" will eat and buy everything. A similar picture is in Kemer itself.
We didn't go to the smelly, because of the nearby city dump, Kirish - 20 minutes on foot from the hotel, although we were convinced that the market was bigger there. "Our Turks" do not want to bargain: "...You went to the boutique, not the bazaar ... "!
They shied away and avoided stoned or simply tired young people from local travel agencies, who were almost more than shops in the entire bazaar.
We bought most of the souvenirs and trifles by visiting DIO% and Migros chain stores in Camyuva and Kemer stores (prices are 50-80% lower than market prices). Migros and Dio% 20 minutes walk from the village towards the highway behind the mosque along the dalmus (bus) towards Kemer. There you can also make an exchange at a good rate of your dollars / euros (change when buying is given in lira).
We bought the clothes by driving on our own in a dalmush (7 lira per fare) to Antalya - 1 hour drive to OtoGara (bus station).
We skipped lunch, almost being late for dinner, acquired a lot of impressions and knowledge of the city, having reached by public transport (2.5 lira per fare) almost to Havalimani (Antalya airport).

On the last day of rest, we saw an announcement from NataliTour that the bus 9950 departing at 11.10 will be at 6.40 in the morning. Surnames were not indicated in a small piece of paper! We spent 30 minutes at the airport, the plane crashed onto the runway at Domodedovo like a duck on ice. And why, (which we notice again) when you fly back, do the pilots handle the plane so ugly ? ? ?

Conclusion - from the rest in THIS HOTEL there was some taste of Turkish bitterness ! ! !
To complete the feeling of relaxation, they lacked only a shared toilet on the floor!
Maybe someone likes to relax in a hostel, where everyone is equal, where "whoever gets up first gets slippers" - why then go so far, you can go to Yalta and Crimea?
DO NOT BELIEVE THE POSITIVE REVIEWS! ! ! - A COMPLETE FRAUD! ! !
For anyone, you can find a good hotel for a penny! ! !