This is not a hotel or even a hotel. This is a hostel. GURTOGITOK, that is. Think ten times before being tempted by a low price.
Initially, the choice fell on this institution due to its proximity to KievExpoPlaza - I didn’t want to get to the exhibition for a long time in the morning, now I know clearly - it’s better to travel.
I'll start from the beginning. We've arrived. A ragged five-story building with dubious, not very sober individuals hanging around it. Amazing. Not a single sign, pointer or anything like that. Another tipsy aborigine pointed to one of the entrances, I pulled the door - it was locked. I call the hotel phone - a sleepy voice promises to appear and makes me wait for about 20 minutes. Okay, as a result, a little girl appeared.
We got to the room on the crap stairs: the renovation is fresh, I believe it stinks of paste, putty and paint. The knock of the door frightened off a flock of cockroaches and they rushed to the corners. Just great. In this situation, as you understand, to talk about the fact that you stick to the floor (I don’t know when I washed it), the bed linen seems stale and electrified (naturally, synthetics), and half a meter of curtains lies on the floor (no one bothered to hem them, so in a hurry to start cutting money) is no longer necessary. Plumbing more or less, but no heated towel rail and batteries were found. There is also nothing to store things - no closet, no banal hangers. Just NOTHING. You put the suitcase on the floor (where cockroaches walk in herds) and store things there. There is also no TV. The computer gives the impression of being decommissioned from a school or a children's club - it is no longer a tenant, the Internet is barely breathing.
There is no breakfast at the hotel. Okay, it happens. Advertising promised numerous cafes nearby - in practice, nothing like that. The only catering point is closed from morning to night, so no chance. You can buy groceries in a shop (although they didn’t lie about it), but there is no refrigerator either in the room or on the floor, and storing food on the windowsill is not very interesting - COCKROACHES!
At 10 am the water was turned off. All - both hot and cold. And what do you want: one and a half floors of the hotel are open, and then - repairs with all the consequences. There is no cleaning in the rooms - the carcasses of crushed cockroaches remained lying in the corners, the garbage was taken out every other day (and why would there be cockroaches ?! ).
The luggage storage room is also a fiction, because there is no reception desk, there is also a special room, but for a lot of extra money, the low-income attendant is ready to keep things at home. (The fee for storing luggage in a storage room, in my opinion, is a purely Ukrainian invention in general - I have never seen this anywhere in Russia, the CIS, or Europe, although I travel a lot. In Ukraine, I encountered it for the first time at the Express Hotel - there they took 2-3 hryvnias, depending on the size of the bag, but in Nivki they don’t exchange for trifles - 20 hryvnias and not a penny less).
In short, I will not bore you with further details. I don't wish my enemy to end up in this GURTOJITKA. But the choice is always yours.
Initially, the choice fell on this institution due to its proximity to KievExpoPlaza - I didn’t want to get to the exhibition for a long time in the morning, now I know clearly - it’s better to travel.
I'll start from the beginning. We've arrived. A ragged five-story building with dubious, not very sober individuals hanging around it. Amazing. Not a single sign, pointer or anything like that. Another tipsy aborigine pointed to one of the entrances, I pulled the door - it was locked. I call the hotel phone - a sleepy voice promises to appear and makes me wait for about 20 minutes. Okay, as a result, a little girl appeared.
We got to the room on the crap stairs: the renovation is fresh, I believe it stinks of paste, putty and paint. The knock of the door frightened off a flock of cockroaches and they rushed to the corners. Just great. In this situation, as you understand, to talk about the fact that you stick to the floor (I don’t know when I washed it), the bed linen seems stale and electrified (naturally, synthetics), and half a meter of curtains lies on the floor (no one bothered to hem them, so in a hurry to start cutting money) is no longer necessary. Plumbing more or less, but no heated towel rail and batteries were found. There is also nothing to store things - no closet, no banal hangers. Just NOTHING. You put the suitcase on the floor (where cockroaches walk in herds) and store things there. There is also no TV. The computer gives the impression of being decommissioned from a school or a children's club - it is no longer a tenant, the Internet is barely breathing.
There is no breakfast at the hotel. Okay, it happens. Advertising promised numerous cafes nearby - in practice, nothing like that. The only catering point is closed from morning to night, so no chance. You can buy groceries in a shop (although they didn’t lie about it), but there is no refrigerator either in the room or on the floor, and storing food on the windowsill is not very interesting - COCKROACHES!
At 10 am the water was turned off. All - both hot and cold. And what do you want: one and a half floors of the hotel are open, and then - repairs with all the consequences. There is no cleaning in the rooms - the carcasses of crushed cockroaches remained lying in the corners, the garbage was taken out every other day (and why would there be cockroaches ?! ).
The luggage storage room is also a fiction, because there is no reception desk, there is also a special room, but for a lot of extra money, the low-income attendant is ready to keep things at home. (The fee for storing luggage in a storage room, in my opinion, is a purely Ukrainian invention in general - I have never seen this anywhere in Russia, the CIS, or Europe, although I travel a lot. In Ukraine, I encountered it for the first time at the Express Hotel - there they took 2-3 hryvnias, depending on the size of the bag, but in Nivki they don’t exchange for trifles - 20 hryvnias and not a penny less).
In short, I will not bore you with further details. I don't wish my enemy to end up in this GURTOJITKA. But the choice is always yours.
Translated automatically from Russian. View original
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