Arrived well, no delays. We also drove well from the airport, by minibus, with a stop at two hotels in Marmaris. All in all it took 3.5 hours. Everything was fine until we were shown the room!!! ! I don’t know who is to blame for the tour operator or the hotel itself that they offer three people to live in a bungalow (2 adults + 1 child 2.5 years old). The total area of the bungalow is no more than 10 sq. m. Including wardrobe, bathroom (if you can call it that). Immediately went to change to a room in the main building, was refused. They asked about a baby bed, the answer will be everything. We dined, swam, at about 19-00 we are in the room, there is no bed. Let's say where is the bed? Everything will be answered. Coming back from dinner!!!! ! And lo and behold!!! ! There are two half-rotted mattresses, one on top of the other! The beds are pushed together + this "bed", and everything in the room there is almost no more space! Again a hike... they say that everything will be. The next day, the mattresses were removed and a bed no more than 70-80 centimeters was placed, when we put a child 91 centimeters tall there, she did not fit there, her legs crawled out of the crib! The next day. . . where is a normal bed? ! Advice: there are too many beds for you! And again they secured two mattresses! I had to sleep the rest of the days on this wonderful "bed".
Linen was changed in 14 days only once, day 4. With towels, things are even worse for them. In the beginning it was 2b + 2m + 1 for legs. The next day 2b + 2m. Further 2b + 1m. Nerves are already frayed. Another trip to the reception. I explain to the "man" at the reception that there are three of us! It is supposed to be 3b + 3m + 1 for the legs! I got the impression that he did not even listen to me... After which I said that I would wait here for my towels. He thought, the second one came out, without even looking in my direction, he began to communicate with the first one. They both started making phone calls. After 10 minutes, the one that was the first to answer, go, everything will be. Then really one day there were all the towels. After that, there was never more than 2b + 2m + 1 for the legs, it was only less. They got the janitor out. Where are our towels? Answer: finish! There are too many of you (I understand that there are too many vacationers) there are not enough for everyone. And I decided to save the remaining nerves, stopped any proceedings.
Food: in the first two days, there was nothing, but there was meat... Only one thing alerted me, why everyone breaks into the dining room (it’s in the dining room, it’s not possible to call it a restaurant) Children run to sweets with screams, squeals, parents with small children run to take a children's chair (there are no more than 10 of them in the entire dining room, and according to my conservative estimates, there were at least 25 children under 3 years old) While one parent fights to get a chair, the other tries to snatch at least some fruit. The most unpleasant thing was to see how the Turks working in the dining room stand and laugh at this disgrace.
After 2 days the meat disappeared. The Turks, who were resting with us, several times tried to explain to the canteen workers what they wanted to eat, that they would not live on vegetables alone. And the standard answer is: there are too many of you, and it’s expensive to feed you with meat (this was translated to me by a Turk living in Russia). They fed them with purchased cutlets (and I saw with my own eyes: the cook who fries the cutlets, with the same spatula that turns them over, opens the boxes (adhesive tape, cuts off cardboard covers... ) ), everyone collected... naturally they didn’t eat half. The canteen worker walked around the tables and collected it separately, most likely put it back in a bowl (I didn’t come to this conclusion alone, since a woman also observing this picture made a remark to him, after which he disappeared) cherries were no longer given.
From fruits and berries, the rest of the days were: watermelons almost every day, melons sometimes (not tasty), 1 day peaches (when I went after them, they carried out a second time half a basin, wrinkled, overripe, and obviously rotten, I was able to choose from all this abundance one for a child, and then only because the first one was behind them), plums (sour) for three days. And original Turkish apples! Everything!
Drinks: juices (from concentrate), Coca-Cola, Sprite, Fanta. Everything is cold, but only from 7-30 to 10 in the dining room from 10-24 in 3 more places. From 24 to 3 everything is paid, from 3 to 7-30 there is nothing!!!
Beer: you can drink cold.
Wine: you can drink it cold.
Drinks are strong: hot drinks are not possible! There is ice, but not everywhere and not always. Or rather, that it is there where no one drinks such drinks.
Animation (childish, the other did not bother me much): or rather its absence. Time 10-30, two or three girls go shouting mini-club. . . mini-club. Let's go. Two tables, a dozen chairs, a children's bucket without a handle with pencils are taken out of a small outbuilding (at a glance, thirty pencils of which no more than ten are written), an album (all painted, why it was not clear why they took it out), a package with wooden blocks, it seems like a constructor like lego, looks at least ten years old. And they sat down talking to themselves, no reaction to the children. They sat for an hour, naturally all the children dispersed. Gathered and left. Time 20-30 mini-disco. . . mini-disco. Half an hour of music (every day one and the same) and children's screams... EVERYTHING!
Conclusion: Worst vacation of my life. The only plus is the clean sea, but cool, out of 14 days, one day was dirty. Terrible room, no service. There is no food.
The child had to be entertained by himself.
The hotel is at best two stars. Attached to food. There is no food anywhere but the canteen. In one of the cafes they gave cookies, but there was a "murder" because of him.
Everything described here is described in a softened form and with understatement.
Linen was changed in 14 days only once, day 4. With towels, things are even worse for them. In the beginning it was 2b + 2m + 1 for legs. The next day 2b + 2m. Further 2b + 1m. Nerves are already frayed. Another trip to the reception. I explain to the "man" at the reception that there are three of us! It is supposed to be 3b + 3m + 1 for the legs! I got the impression that he did not even listen to me... After which I said that I would wait here for my towels. He thought, the second one came out, without even looking in my direction, he began to communicate with the first one. They both started making phone calls. After 10 minutes, the one that was the first to answer, go, everything will be. Then really one day there were all the towels. After that, there was never more than 2b + 2m + 1 for the legs, it was only less. They got the janitor out. Where are our towels? Answer: finish! There are too many of you (I understand that there are too many vacationers) there are not enough for everyone. And I decided to save the remaining nerves, stopped any proceedings.
Food: in the first two days, there was nothing, but there was meat... Only one thing alerted me, why everyone breaks into the dining room (it’s in the dining room, it’s not possible to call it a restaurant) Children run to sweets with screams, squeals, parents with small children run to take a children's chair (there are no more than 10 of them in the entire dining room, and according to my conservative estimates, there were at least 25 children under 3 years old) While one parent fights to get a chair, the other tries to snatch at least some fruit. The most unpleasant thing was to see how the Turks working in the dining room stand and laugh at this disgrace.
After 2 days the meat disappeared. The Turks, who were resting with us, several times tried to explain to the canteen workers what they wanted to eat, that they would not live on vegetables alone. And the standard answer is: there are too many of you, and it’s expensive to feed you with meat (this was translated to me by a Turk living in Russia). They fed them with purchased cutlets (and I saw with my own eyes: the cook who fries the cutlets, with the same spatula that turns them over, opens the boxes (adhesive tape, cuts off cardboard covers... ) ), everyone collected... naturally they didn’t eat half. The canteen worker walked around the tables and collected it separately, most likely put it back in a bowl (I didn’t come to this conclusion alone, since a woman also observing this picture made a remark to him, after which he disappeared) cherries were no longer given.
From fruits and berries, the rest of the days were: watermelons almost every day, melons sometimes (not tasty), 1 day peaches (when I went after them, they carried out a second time half a basin, wrinkled, overripe, and obviously rotten, I was able to choose from all this abundance one for a child, and then only because the first one was behind them), plums (sour) for three days. And original Turkish apples! Everything!
Drinks: juices (from concentrate), Coca-Cola, Sprite, Fanta. Everything is cold, but only from 7-30 to 10 in the dining room from 10-24 in 3 more places. From 24 to 3 everything is paid, from 3 to 7-30 there is nothing!!!
Beer: you can drink cold.
Wine: you can drink it cold.
Drinks are strong: hot drinks are not possible! There is ice, but not everywhere and not always. Or rather, that it is there where no one drinks such drinks.
Animation (childish, the other did not bother me much): or rather its absence. Time 10-30, two or three girls go shouting mini-club. . . mini-club. Let's go. Two tables, a dozen chairs, a children's bucket without a handle with pencils are taken out of a small outbuilding (at a glance, thirty pencils of which no more than ten are written), an album (all painted, why it was not clear why they took it out), a package with wooden blocks, it seems like a constructor like lego, looks at least ten years old. And they sat down talking to themselves, no reaction to the children. They sat for an hour, naturally all the children dispersed. Gathered and left. Time 20-30 mini-disco. . . mini-disco. Half an hour of music (every day one and the same) and children's screams... EVERYTHING!
Conclusion: Worst vacation of my life. The only plus is the clean sea, but cool, out of 14 days, one day was dirty. Terrible room, no service. There is no food.
The child had to be entertained by himself.
The hotel is at best two stars. Attached to food. There is no food anywhere but the canteen. In one of the cafes they gave cookies, but there was a "murder" because of him.
Everything described here is described in a softened form and with understatement.
Translated automatically from Russian. View original
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