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Get ready! Read and then do not say that this is not true....Yesterday, 07/17/2013, flew in from Dalaman. I had a rest in Marmaris, more precisely in Icmeler at the Club Munamar 4 hotel. I had a single number 408 - since I arrived alone. The room was clean for me, and okay, the balcony overlooked the street with bars - the noise is incredible and the view is not very good. However, I didn’t drag myself to the reception and didn’t change anything. The food is also not tasty (I only ate omelettes, scrambled eggs and vegetables, fruits), they have some kind of artificial sausage, sausages, bacons, cheeses, but oh well, because I didn’t come to eat and get drunk, but for human warmth and affection.
I was struck by the fact that the hotel had a huge number of old people with their old women of all nationalities (Poles, English, many Russians), as well as couples with babies and teenagers and mothers with already grown up and beautiful daughters.
Probably, I was the only one who came to rest in Icmeler alone.
Thus, the hotel resembled either a nursing home or a pioneer camp Orlyonok. In this regard, it is almost impossible to make friends with a gel and have a great time. Husbands look after their wives, old women look after old men, mothers look after their daughters and children. Beauty..... an international collective farm..... and even from another hotel you can’t bring a woman to your room - the hotel security is vigilantly vigilant........
Do not flatter yourself and all inclusive... drinks in their bars at the hotel are complete shit - wines - water tinted with alcohol - hard drinks - the same thing - a complete fake. If you go to restaurants, then you need to pay - for 05 beer 8 tl -160 rubles - for a cocktail from 12 tl and above.
On the first or second day, I admired the local beauties - palm trees, the sea (quite cold) - breathed in the healing air, was in the village and the promenade... and then what... indescribable boredom - if it weren’t for excursions, you can die of boredom.
From boredom and idleness I went on excursions to Dalyan, the Aegean Islands, Pamukkale, and in the evenings in Marmaris to Bar Street discos. Nothing special either - the first time is impressive and then you get used to it - the best and most expensive - "Arena"
This is how the Turkish holiday turned out..........................
I was struck by the fact that the hotel had a huge number of old people with their old women of all nationalities (Poles, English, many Russians), as well as couples with babies and teenagers and mothers with already grown up and beautiful daughters.
Probably, I was the only one who came to rest in Icmeler alone.
Thus, the hotel resembled either a nursing home or a pioneer camp Orlyonok. In this regard, it is almost impossible to make friends with a gel and have a great time. Husbands look after their wives, old women look after old men, mothers look after their daughters and children. Beauty..... an international collective farm..... and even from another hotel you can’t bring a woman to your room - the hotel security is vigilantly vigilant........
Do not flatter yourself and all inclusive... drinks in their bars at the hotel are complete shit - wines - water tinted with alcohol - hard drinks - the same thing - a complete fake. If you go to restaurants, then you need to pay - for 05 beer 8 tl -160 rubles - for a cocktail from 12 tl and above.
On the first or second day, I admired the local beauties - palm trees, the sea (quite cold) - breathed in the healing air, was in the village and the promenade... and then what... indescribable boredom - if it weren’t for excursions, you can die of boredom.
From boredom and idleness I went on excursions to Dalyan, the Aegean Islands, Pamukkale, and in the evenings in Marmaris to Bar Street discos. Nothing special either - the first time is impressive and then you get used to it - the best and most expensive - "Arena"
This is how the Turkish holiday turned out..........................
Translated automatically from Russian. View original
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