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Part two.
8.11. 2017 Now, almost a month has passed since my arrival in Kyiv. I didn't write everything. There was time, I collected my thoughts, slept after the vacation, I am finishing writing ...
On the way from Antalya to Kemer, the smiling guide from the thuja was not intrusive. He spoke Russian well, by the way he was educated, in his words, in the CIS, and was clearly not poorly aware of the demographic situation in his homeland, as he explained for quite some time why there are so many girls from Russia and Ukraine in the country , they say, they have men (in Turkey)
too many are born, and there are few contenders for wives, not enough. Nobody asked him about it. By the way, I wonder what their women think about this?
On the beach and near the pool, drinks were poured into reusable
plastic cups, and glass, sometimes, in the evening, at a total booze, they were given out near the pool bar, most likely to those who had a sane look and coherent speech, but, frankly, there were few of them.
Sometimes, plastic cups were slightly bitten, which many in a drunken stupor did not pay attention to. After the next use, the plastic was collected by the waiters (although, until they reach this position, they do not hold out). Some of the employees briskly
they ran up to the table and took away the unfinished drinks, which, of course, caused surprise. Respect was caused by one girl of pleasant appearance, who was always neat and attentive to visitors, flying like a bee between the tables. I didn’t see the name on the badge, because after sunset the hotel was always almost dark due to the dim intimate lighting.
The volume control on the squeaky TV in the room was
blocked to medium. In the evening it was hardly audible due to the noise from the street and neighboring discos.
Near the beach, on the parapet, there was usually a guard who, as it seemed, was watching the order and did not let tourists from neighboring hotels into the territory. I especially remember one who constantly went to
black glasses A la Sylvester. And so, on the last day, having swum in the gentle sea, having collected beach things and towels (they never left them on sunbeds),
went to the room. Suddenly, I heard a cry: “Mr. Mister! ". He turned around - A la Sylvester was standing and looking at me, pointing his finger first at my towel, then at my hand. And it dawned on me - I need to show him the bracelet. Showed, he apologized and ran towards the beach. I understood why dark glasses are needed while on duty at the beach - to sleep. How could you not remember us if we were constantly sunbathing
five meters from him?
About sun loungers and beach towels. Frame made of green plastic, on which the canvas is stretched. Mattresses were missing.
Beach towels were changed daily at the reception of the SPA center, which is located on the first floor of the building for sex tourists. The towels were of different sizes, and shades of blue, with occasional washed-out stains of either blood, or juice, or
whether it is not clear what. The towel sizes were different.
For smokers on the beach there were ashtrays in the form of large blue flowerpots, sometimes broken and without a bottom, into which vacationers constantly sent cigarette butts, various garbage, and reusable plastic cups with a warning label not to throw into the trash for
further use. The servants constantly took them out of the vases and took them away somewhere.
Along the paths around the territory there are mini tanks for sorted waste, glass, plastic, bio, and others.
At the entrance to the dining room, on the right, on the table, there was a container in which
suggested throwing blue caps from drinking plastic beakers for the production of prostheses for the disabled. There were no bins for voluntary donations, and following the policy of the hotel, it was necessary to put them up. Also, on the territory of the hotel there are overgrown mini-golf holes and a desert field for tennis. The players were not seen.
Near the bungalow there are tables for dirty dishes. Passing in the morning, you can watch how local cats eat up leftover food on them. Animal lovers, and litterers, regularly scattered food from the canteen along the paths and lawns to feed them.
I will add about shopping ...I do not advise buying Turkish coffee in golden packaging with the name "KURUKAVECI MEHMET EFENDI". I've never tried coffee harvested from wild monkey droppings, but it looks like this is it.
CAYKUR tea in yellow and black packaging - you can drink it, however, it takes a long time to brew.
When I went to the market for the first time, the spice seller gave me an inhalation of saffron in a plastic bag to ease breathing with a runny nose and inflamed nasopharynx after cooling with an unregulated air conditioner in the room (I wrote at the beginning). Helped. Who loves red hot peppers on a note: by weight in the market where they sell spices - the quality is offset (in our stores, and in the markets, I have not seen such a sharp one), it burns everything.
First part of the review:
https://www.turpravda.com/tr/kemer/tui_day_night_connected_hydros_club-h17526-r269507.html
You can download my 3D video cuts from Kemer, views from the Hydros Club hotel at the link: https://rutracker. org/forum/viewtopic. php? t=5470982
Watch the video number: https://youtu. be/JarApivj_-I
Happy viewing
8.11. 2017 Now, almost a month has passed since my arrival in Kyiv. I didn't write everything. There was time, I collected my thoughts, slept after the vacation, I am finishing writing ...
On the way from Antalya to Kemer, the smiling guide from the thuja was not intrusive. He spoke Russian well, by the way he was educated, in his words, in the CIS, and was clearly not poorly aware of the demographic situation in his homeland, as he explained for quite some time why there are so many girls from Russia and Ukraine in the country , they say, they have men (in Turkey)
too many are born, and there are few contenders for wives, not enough. Nobody asked him about it. By the way, I wonder what their women think about this?
On the beach and near the pool, drinks were poured into reusable
plastic cups, and glass, sometimes, in the evening, at a total booze, they were given out near the pool bar, most likely to those who had a sane look and coherent speech, but, frankly, there were few of them.
Sometimes, plastic cups were slightly bitten, which many in a drunken stupor did not pay attention to. After the next use, the plastic was collected by the waiters (although, until they reach this position, they do not hold out). Some of the employees briskly
they ran up to the table and took away the unfinished drinks, which, of course, caused surprise. Respect was caused by one girl of pleasant appearance, who was always neat and attentive to visitors, flying like a bee between the tables. I didn’t see the name on the badge, because after sunset the hotel was always almost dark due to the dim intimate lighting.
The volume control on the squeaky TV in the room was
blocked to medium. In the evening it was hardly audible due to the noise from the street and neighboring discos.
Near the beach, on the parapet, there was usually a guard who, as it seemed, was watching the order and did not let tourists from neighboring hotels into the territory. I especially remember one who constantly went to
black glasses A la Sylvester. And so, on the last day, having swum in the gentle sea, having collected beach things and towels (they never left them on sunbeds),
went to the room. Suddenly, I heard a cry: “Mr. Mister! ". He turned around - A la Sylvester was standing and looking at me, pointing his finger first at my towel, then at my hand. And it dawned on me - I need to show him the bracelet. Showed, he apologized and ran towards the beach. I understood why dark glasses are needed while on duty at the beach - to sleep. How could you not remember us if we were constantly sunbathing
five meters from him?
About sun loungers and beach towels. Frame made of green plastic, on which the canvas is stretched. Mattresses were missing.
Beach towels were changed daily at the reception of the SPA center, which is located on the first floor of the building for sex tourists. The towels were of different sizes, and shades of blue, with occasional washed-out stains of either blood, or juice, or
whether it is not clear what. The towel sizes were different.
For smokers on the beach there were ashtrays in the form of large blue flowerpots, sometimes broken and without a bottom, into which vacationers constantly sent cigarette butts, various garbage, and reusable plastic cups with a warning label not to throw into the trash for
further use. The servants constantly took them out of the vases and took them away somewhere.
Along the paths around the territory there are mini tanks for sorted waste, glass, plastic, bio, and others.
At the entrance to the dining room, on the right, on the table, there was a container in which
suggested throwing blue caps from drinking plastic beakers for the production of prostheses for the disabled. There were no bins for voluntary donations, and following the policy of the hotel, it was necessary to put them up. Also, on the territory of the hotel there are overgrown mini-golf holes and a desert field for tennis. The players were not seen.
Near the bungalow there are tables for dirty dishes. Passing in the morning, you can watch how local cats eat up leftover food on them. Animal lovers, and litterers, regularly scattered food from the canteen along the paths and lawns to feed them.
I will add about shopping ...I do not advise buying Turkish coffee in golden packaging with the name "KURUKAVECI MEHMET EFENDI". I've never tried coffee harvested from wild monkey droppings, but it looks like this is it.
CAYKUR tea in yellow and black packaging - you can drink it, however, it takes a long time to brew.
When I went to the market for the first time, the spice seller gave me an inhalation of saffron in a plastic bag to ease breathing with a runny nose and inflamed nasopharynx after cooling with an unregulated air conditioner in the room (I wrote at the beginning). Helped. Who loves red hot peppers on a note: by weight in the market where they sell spices - the quality is offset (in our stores, and in the markets, I have not seen such a sharp one), it burns everything.
First part of the review:
https://www.turpravda.com/tr/kemer/tui_day_night_connected_hydros_club-h17526-r269507.html
You can download my 3D video cuts from Kemer, views from the Hydros Club hotel at the link: https://rutracker. org/forum/viewtopic. php? t=5470982
Watch the video number: https://youtu. be/JarApivj_-I
Happy viewing
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