УЖАС HORROR

The driver turned off the road to the village of Bilasovitsa and three hundred meters later waved his hand forward and said: "Here is your" Dive "!!! " We froze in horror! In front of us was a three-story building, it is not clear what year (before the First World War, or the second). Our souls on the streets. To the left, 2 men of the dragged type climbed over the fence, heading for us! -Hello, I'm the master of the base! Let me bring your bags. We stand as if dug in. He took it and carried it. The second man finally threw: -With you for this pepper! We went up to the room and without even undressing began to call friends to give the phone numbers of private hotels in Svalyava. Somewhere there are pictures of another bathroom, where there is a huge boiler, a toilet that buzzes a lot when it collects water. Instead of a shower, just a tray where your feet are washed. . . and crane. There is no hose! The room is still nothing, you can live. Clean, ordinary beds, wardrobe, bedside table. . . But here is the dining room !!!!!!! ! ! ! !!
A building with huge windows painted white, some clogged with boards because there is no glass. Inside rough-hewn pine tables and benches. Burgundy tablecloth in spots and artificial roses in a faceted glass. The waitress of the 58th size poked her finger on the hanger and said: - Undress! -And what about breakfast? (for breakfast) -Buckwheat, stewed cabbage and egg! The tea is over! I sincerely thanked and we got up and left. We sat in the room, shook hands and were silent. We are silent from the shock. You will have to celebrate the New Year in this dining room! ! ! ! ! There was a knock on the door. The owner of the base came in. -We have a half-hour tour. Do you want to join? -Where is the excursion? - Yes, not far away, in the vicinity, in the mountains, we walk near the base. . . My girlfriend and I exchanged glances. -And where can you go skiing? "You can't today, " he says, "I'm busy today! " I'm taking everyone on a tour! I'm the only one here, no one will go with you! -Yes, we don't have to go with us, let's go ourselves! -. . .
And the lift does not work, the person who turns it on has now left for the city for a seminar. Well, you know, security rules and so on. -Yeah, at the symposium! - everything became clear to me! As soon as the doors closed behind him, we called all the hotels in Svalyava. Only one had a free room. We were offered a two-room suite for 550 UAH without meals. Expensive, but I had to agree. An hour later a taxi driver from Svalyava came after us and took us away from that horror! When we were given the keys, we were told three times that we needed to give something to worry about and we checked the number twice.