Marine: inside view (on behalf of a volunteer)

Written: 11 july 2015
Travel time: 1 — 31 july 2015
Who does the author recommend the hotel to?: For a relaxing holiday; For business travel; For families with children; For recreation with friends, for young people
Your rating of this hotel:
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Hotel ratings by criteria:
Rooms: 9.0
Service: 9.0
Cleanliness: 9.0
Food: 9.0
Amenities: 9.0
It is early morning now, the sun is shining, a light pleasant breeze. I am finishing my story related to the Morskoye eco-resort.

Already for the third year in the summer I come to Morskoye for a long time (2 summer months each). Morskoye was being built before my eyes (construction began in April 2013) and developed. During this time, I managed to visit a vacationer, and a volunteer, and an assistant cook, and a cleaning lady, and many, many more. By the way, in Morskoy such miracles are the norm.
For example, right now Ruslan is hitchhiking from Bashkortastan to Morskoye (we have rested here for 10 days with my wife since June 2014). He liked it so much that this year he wants to live here for a couple of months, in silence to reflect on life without spending money (even on the road to the Crimea: ) ) - as a volunteer.

How will he succeed - you can ask directly, I think he will be happy to share, his mail is ruslan@svoy-biz. en


A bit of history and the present day of Morskoy in photographs.
2013 (perhaps the most memorable):

In the very first year, 2013, when I arrived, I was, to put it mildly, shocked: although they told me that I was going to a construction site, for some reason it seemed to me that this was so, well, just think, a slight noise in the evening, but so everything is as usual.

But it turned out not to be so: there was dirt and weeds all around, there were no paths, it was raining, you had to get to the toilet by jumping over pits (then they carried water), falling into the mud (especially in the rain), and reaching the desired goal , you discover that it is not so desirable: concrete walls standing apart in the middle of the field (100 meters from the dining room), smelling bad, boiling with an abundance of insects and cobwebs, with a hole inside. Toilet paper was out of the question: everyone was supposed to carry it with them. The houses were not finished, there was no water, no toilet, they were just walls with beds and a closet. It was uncomfortable and uncomfortable. In a word, construction in the bare steppe.
True, the food was three times a day, very, very tasty (for food alone, I would have given the then unfinished resort 4). The dining room then was a long building, at the same time a kitchen and a hall with a long table. By the end of that year, the dining room was moved to a more or less solid building, where there was already a separate kitchen, much larger than the previous one, and with a separate hall and cellar (where food was stored), benches and tables appeared, the dining room acquired a new life, everything began to look much nicer and more comfortable.

One problem is flies. No matter what we do, no matter how many sticky tapes we install, no matter how much we smear the furniture with a poisonous ointment for them, it is useless...The founders flatly refused to spray the flies with chemistry. Only after 2 years, nature itself will give a recipe ...


The Internet appeared, then it was still quite weak, it caught only from the dining room, but it was possible to use it, and quite tolerably.
The houses were mostly completed, and even before my departure I managed to live in one of them. They were very pleasant, new, they smelled of wood and the sea. In the autumn of that year there was the first festival "Autumn in the Sea" ( https://vk. com/videos-54092171? section=all&z=video-54092171_166642160%2Fclub54092171%2Calbum-54092171). It was great. However, you can see it in the video : )

In general, when I was leaving, I remember the thought flashed that I had arrived in a hole, and was leaving a fairy tale ...

year 2014:

The construction gradually came to a halt, most of the builders left, the houses were no longer fresh, yellow and beautiful, they began to turn black, that they had to be painted with lime (the paint was not used due to toxicity). .

For some reason, I didn’t have much special impressions from that year, except that I want to note the masseuse, Natalya Mikhailovna, a specialist in her field, a wise woman with whom it is very pleasant to spend time, she can tell a lot of interesting and useful things.

2015:
Since July 1, I have been at Morskoye, and I can say that Morskoye has changed beyond recognition:


In many houses (which, although they are gradually losing their appearance - the sea takes its toll: white lime began to move away, somewhere something began to break) there were boilers in the dining room, mosaic tiles appeared, the massage room was filled with decor and a new assortment (to the massage a body shaping device was added to the bed and a rug for manual massage, the other day we are waiting for a phyto-barrel), the planting of greenery has finally borne fruit, greened "Marine", there are much fewer thorns (in the first year it was impossible to walk! ), near the houses sheds appeared, and plants were planted around, railings appeared on the descent to the sandy beach, a children's trampoline, a sandbox, animals (peacocks, pheasants, ducks, hares ... ). Yesterday was an adventure. A peacock was flying over the campsite, and the guys from the tents at first mistook it for a wild ostrich (it was a peacock girl).
Yesterday a volunteer with a wonderful name Guy arrived. Today he is putting up new wallpaper in the children's room. A children's room (a separate house) also appeared only now. Although as I observe the children, it is not particularly needed here. They have their own lives here. Adults see them only while eating, and so they run in a flock on their many affairs, either they are busy with insects, or they feed animals, or on a swing. Valera made a cool unusual corner from real sea ropes: climbing frames, swings, a hammock. There are many things that are unusual here. For example, what can you think of a classic children's sandbox? ? ? In Morskoy, it combines the sandbox itself, a climbing frame and an art object.

Kitchen. All the volunteers want to get into the kitchen to help the chef Lena. Very strange, but even the newly arrived Guy : ) . It has its own atmosphere. This, of course, also applies to food. Vacationers are grateful for the delicious food.
If they ask for supplements, then, of course, no one refuses them, but the portion sizes are such, and now it’s getting hotter that they don’t even eat up, Some people ask to be given half a serving. Dima from the poultry house brings eggs with a surprisingly bright orange yolk to the kitchen. Every day more and more vegetables come from their ecological (they don’t spray, they don’t use chemistry here) garden, the garden is a different story. I won't describe what's going on there.

let the volunteers who came here to study permaculture describe. I can only say that the quality of food, of course, is reflected, especially when before dinner Olya goes to pick cucumbers and greens right from the garden, and after 10 minutes it's all on the table. The collection of more than 200 varieties of tomatoes is about to ripen here: giant, black, and striped like watermelons ...

By the way, each house also has its own small colored garden, i. e.

flowers interspersed with vegetables are cool ...True, so far only 1 row of houses along Morskaya Street has done this, along Vinogradnaya Street it is just beginning.

Yesterday Anatoly (vacationer) had a birthday, they congratulated him at dinner - balloons, baked a delicious cake, candles ...This is a tradition that was founded in previous years.

What else is new?

Divers come every day, right on the pebble beach of Morskoy they teach how to dive and swim underwater with scuba diving, both adults and children swim, I saw how Danila dived with his dad from the campsite, he is 13 years old.

What I don't like now in Crimea is the price of fruits. I threw away half of the cherries for 130 rubles. On Wednesday, Dima took all the vacationers and volunteers by bus to the “gypsy” market, though I didn’t see a single gypsy there. J. This is the cheapest market in the Black Sea. But even there, we bought cherries for 200 rubles, although these are large fresh cherries. No berries, no missing.
I almost forgot about the store, this is also a novelty of this season. The car dealership came earlier.

The store in Morskoy was opened by the Zhenya and Dima families. Zhenya had her own 2 flower shops in St. Petersburg. They came to Morskoye from St. Petersburg in April, lived here, they liked it, their health began to recover, and now they are moving to these places permanently. While they are looking for a suitable house with a plot nearby, Dima meets people at the airport by bus, takes vacationers on excursions, Zhenya organized a store. Yesterday, the first large juicy peaches were brought straight from the garden from the trees, and the first sweet local melons from melons.

Also, now you don’t have to go to Maryino 3 km away for ice cream, mineral water - everything is here, and the prices are the same.

What else?

A large inflatable children's pool, which stands right on the beach and is filled with clean SEA water. It is very convenient that the parents are right there on the sunbeds.
The water in the pool heats up and the guys splash there for pleasure, adults also strive to climb in there J


Semi-professional tennis table (not afraid of moisture), after dinner, as the heat subsides, we play, then in the evening we go to the sea to swim on the nearest pebble beach. So great before bed! ! !

About transport. From here, a Citroen car goes every day to Chernomorskoye (20 min). When we need it, we negotiate and they bring us back and forth along the way, no one takes money J

They brought grandmother Anya from Gagauzia, she is the keeper of the ancient traditions of baking bread. In Morskoye, they have long dreamed of eating only their own real bread from the oven. Under the control of grandmother Anya, a large oven was built. Tomorrow she must make the first dough, the yeast her grandmother brought is the one that is passed down from generation to generation. We are all waiting for our real first loaf! ! !

Something I signed, it's time to go to the dining room.
Probably, the main indicator of the place is that people come back here again and again. Both campers and volunteers. You see familiar, already familiar faces .. .
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