A place where you can't rest.

Written: 4 january 2011
Travel time: 1 — 12 october 2010
Your rating of this hotel:
4.0
from 10
Hotel ratings by criteria:
Rooms: 6.0
Service: 4.0
Cleanliness: 6.0
Food: 6.0
Amenities: 3.0
I later found out that the hotel changed its owner from a German to a Turk a couple of years ago and they began to settle in the Slavic nation. Immediately upon arrival, we were given yellow bracelets, which means you are Russian, Ukrainian or Belarusian. England-whites, blue-Germans , blue-Switzerland, etc. Animators from afar see who to lick ass, because in Russian there is no boom-boom. One girl from Kharkov, Anya, who worked there as an animator, could explain to these idiots that it was time for them to learn Russian. not bad, but their vodka is stupid, and you can’t drink Crayfish at all, it’s the same as taking cologne. If it weren’t for our Nemirov and Prime, brought from home....We flew from Ukraine in a big company, which saved our vacation. We talked with rebets from Moscow and one comrade from Belarus. The sea is not very good, two meters from the shore and up to the neck. There are no fish. Kukuevo, there were simply no further rooms. What a good memory is the huge swimming pool and the girl Anya. Anya, a huge hello to you from the guys from Berdyansk. I don’t recommend this hotel to anyone else.
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