So, let's begin. It was my worst vacation, if not for the trips and excursions that we organized ourselves. The Tez Tour agent suggested it to us as the best and we had only two hotels to choose from. We settled on this. I liked the photo and options more. Reviews before the trip did not read, but in vain.
1. They settled us to the minute. It seems to be not bad, except that we arrived early and sat at the reception for half a day. That one is hell. Either the Turks are stupid or something, but with the air conditioner running, all the doors are wide open. Stuffiness and incredible heat, but nowhere to go. Everywhere these terrible Turkish children, whom their parents do not raise at all, allow them everything. They yell, climb into the sofas in their shoes, swing on the floor and then onto the sofa, sofa cushions also roll on the floor, parents do not pay attention. I really hated the children after this trip. Ours are different. They gave me a room on the ground floor, yes, yes, there is one. At the level of the balcony, the ground, cats walk and rubbish is lying around: loaves, feed cats, underpants that have flown from the upper balconies, etc. By the way, there is absolutely no place to dry things. As a result, the balcony does not open, the cats climb into the room. There is no side in the shower, water does not drain, as a result everything floats, you can’t go to the toilet, you need shoes with high soles, dampness and mold from all this, there is no ventilation in the bathroom. We went to swear, there are no more rooms, wait tomorrow, they even said which room they would move to. We arrive tomorrow, and it turns out that the Turks have already occupied this number, like they were the first to watch it. Like they forgot that we were promised it and are poking their records, look, they say, I wrote it down, so why the hell don't you read your records. In general, they seem to work.
2. They gave me another room, already on the first floor. It seems nothing, except for a broken lamp. Somehow they pulled a rope on the balcony so that you could dry your swimsuits and so on. There were three small towels. I come to the reception, they say that tomorrow, what tomorrow, let's go now. Then they stirred, brought. We decided to stay. But again cats. We woke up from the fact that the cats climbed onto the bed and poked their noses in the shoulder. Again the reception, please change the bed. And what do you think? Nothing has changed. The next day, the reception again, I ask the director, in general, a crowd gathers, the manager, receptionists, guides. Only then did they change it. View from the rooms to the dump under the balconies. Is it really difficult to walk around and collect everything, there is not much territory there. And from time to time workers walk along the edge of the balcony, as a result, we almost always had curtains and it was dark in the room.
3. Cleaning. She has never been. Only the day before departure, a cleaning lady came, but we already didn’t care. When asked why it has not been cleaned so far, the answer is "better late than never. "
4. Beach. He doesn't exist either. A strip three meters wide between the beaches of other hotels. Naturally, there were not enough places for everyone catastrophically. The bar on the beach is a booth with a cooler, where some leftist people periodically come up.
5. Gym. This is also a branch of hell. In the basement. Without condor. Damp, stuffy, the simulators are rusty from this, and generally just rubbish. The pool is also of dubious cleanliness, sweaty people climb into it right from the hall.
6. Pools. Everything is covered with Turks. For them, the sea does not exist. In general, do not come up, Turkish children are everywhere.
7. Hamam. There is no price, the price is set free, as long as the impudence of the chela who walks around and vtyuhivaet him. You can walk by yourself, but he spoils the whole thing. He can go into the steam room and open the door, stands and rubs something on someone, at that time all the heat came out. In the hamam itself, there are always a bunch of some clothes in the corners, or they forget, or something, not to stumble. And again these Turks with their brood. They put their children in containers where water is collected in order to water themselves. They do not have a drain, suddenly he will go there. What then to do? Lockers without keys.
8. WiFi. Sucks. Only correspondence.
9. Air conditioning. It seems to work, but the temperature is not regulated. The Turks explain it this way. Like it is some kind of common for all rooms and the temperature is set one for all and you can’t please everyone.
10. Canteen. Otherwise, you can't say. The food seemed to be quite good, always fresh herbs and vegetables. Many types of olives. But mostly chicken. Yes, the breakfast is the same. Eggs in all forms and cheese, but it is impossible to eat it, only salt. Plates are not washed well. Again these Turkish children. They stick their hands everywhere, grab from a common plate, cut bread without a towel. And constantly yelling, such noise all the time. Nothing can be taken out, but it is selective. Well, I don’t drink coffee / tea with sweets immediately after a meal, maybe I want to later. Very stuffy, as the basement.
Outcome. Hotel for Turks with children. Everything for them. The best rooms, cleaning, etc. Maybe once it was a good hotel, as the potential is not bad, but the current owners launched it and staggered to such a deplorable state.
1. They settled us to the minute. It seems to be not bad, except that we arrived early and sat at the reception for half a day. That one is hell. Either the Turks are stupid or something, but with the air conditioner running, all the doors are wide open. Stuffiness and incredible heat, but nowhere to go. Everywhere these terrible Turkish children, whom their parents do not raise at all, allow them everything. They yell, climb into the sofas in their shoes, swing on the floor and then onto the sofa, sofa cushions also roll on the floor, parents do not pay attention. I really hated the children after this trip. Ours are different. They gave me a room on the ground floor, yes, yes, there is one. At the level of the balcony, the ground, cats walk and rubbish is lying around: loaves, feed cats, underpants that have flown from the upper balconies, etc. By the way, there is absolutely no place to dry things. As a result, the balcony does not open, the cats climb into the room. There is no side in the shower, water does not drain, as a result everything floats, you can’t go to the toilet, you need shoes with high soles, dampness and mold from all this, there is no ventilation in the bathroom. We went to swear, there are no more rooms, wait tomorrow, they even said which room they would move to. We arrive tomorrow, and it turns out that the Turks have already occupied this number, like they were the first to watch it. Like they forgot that we were promised it and are poking their records, look, they say, I wrote it down, so why the hell don't you read your records. In general, they seem to work.
2. They gave me another room, already on the first floor. It seems nothing, except for a broken lamp. Somehow they pulled a rope on the balcony so that you could dry your swimsuits and so on. There were three small towels. I come to the reception, they say that tomorrow, what tomorrow, let's go now. Then they stirred, brought. We decided to stay. But again cats. We woke up from the fact that the cats climbed onto the bed and poked their noses in the shoulder. Again the reception, please change the bed. And what do you think? Nothing has changed. The next day, the reception again, I ask the director, in general, a crowd gathers, the manager, receptionists, guides. Only then did they change it. View from the rooms to the dump under the balconies. Is it really difficult to walk around and collect everything, there is not much territory there. And from time to time workers walk along the edge of the balcony, as a result, we almost always had curtains and it was dark in the room.
3. Cleaning. She has never been. Only the day before departure, a cleaning lady came, but we already didn’t care. When asked why it has not been cleaned so far, the answer is "better late than never. "
4. Beach. He doesn't exist either. A strip three meters wide between the beaches of other hotels. Naturally, there were not enough places for everyone catastrophically. The bar on the beach is a booth with a cooler, where some leftist people periodically come up.
5. Gym. This is also a branch of hell. In the basement. Without condor. Damp, stuffy, the simulators are rusty from this, and generally just rubbish. The pool is also of dubious cleanliness, sweaty people climb into it right from the hall.
6. Pools. Everything is covered with Turks. For them, the sea does not exist. In general, do not come up, Turkish children are everywhere.
7. Hamam. There is no price, the price is set free, as long as the impudence of the chela who walks around and vtyuhivaet him. You can walk by yourself, but he spoils the whole thing. He can go into the steam room and open the door, stands and rubs something on someone, at that time all the heat came out. In the hamam itself, there are always a bunch of some clothes in the corners, or they forget, or something, not to stumble. And again these Turks with their brood. They put their children in containers where water is collected in order to water themselves. They do not have a drain, suddenly he will go there. What then to do? Lockers without keys.
8. WiFi. Sucks. Only correspondence.
9. Air conditioning. It seems to work, but the temperature is not regulated. The Turks explain it this way. Like it is some kind of common for all rooms and the temperature is set one for all and you can’t please everyone.
10. Canteen. Otherwise, you can't say. The food seemed to be quite good, always fresh herbs and vegetables. Many types of olives. But mostly chicken. Yes, the breakfast is the same. Eggs in all forms and cheese, but it is impossible to eat it, only salt. Plates are not washed well. Again these Turkish children. They stick their hands everywhere, grab from a common plate, cut bread without a towel. And constantly yelling, such noise all the time. Nothing can be taken out, but it is selective. Well, I don’t drink coffee / tea with sweets immediately after a meal, maybe I want to later. Very stuffy, as the basement.
Outcome. Hotel for Turks with children. Everything for them. The best rooms, cleaning, etc. Maybe once it was a good hotel, as the potential is not bad, but the current owners launched it and staggered to such a deplorable state.
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