Ложка дёгтя в бочке мёда A fly in the ointment

I was very surprised when I saw a translation in Russian on the Podillya website. When a conversation took place with the director of the "podillia" Vladimir Mikhailovich about the dirt in the room, he fundamentally delved into the tree-Ukrainian dialects and offered to find a translation for himself. I arrived there with my family on Friday evening, at the entrance we were met by a very tired grandmother from the hotel service, she hardly managed to explain who we are and where, after a 30-minute struggle, we succeeded. having paid for the junior suite, my grandmother modestly put the money in the safe and did not give us a single document confirming the payment. We didn't insist. We were told that all other participants in this business will be on Monday. We enter the room, the stench (you can’t say otherwise) is such a rotten and dirty carpet, the old rotten parquet is already moving because of the life going on under it. Water flows from the bathroom on the floor and gets under the parquet, and judging by the smell, for more than one year.
It's hard to breathe, there's a lot of dust in the air. You can see the dust in the photo. from across the bed you can see the fruit of someone's one-time love. However, throughout the "hotel" condoms even on the windowsills!