отстой полный sucks full

well, to begin with, there were no more than a dozen of our brother Khokhl, 90% of our "older sister" Mother Russia ". Because this is not Turkey and not everyone had the coveted "all inclusive" youth and active There were also not many representatives of freebies. The main and overwhelming majority were young families and grannies over 60!! ! behaved worse about them and more;
We went in small groups of 4-5 people. At the sight of food at dinner, as if by the blow of a gong, they rushed in a sprint for food, pushing everyone and everyone with their elbows. They served generously, sometimes with a mountain, two plates for each of the pensioners. They pretended to be a ladle and believing citizens, although they ate meat as if they were passing through a meat grinder. EVERYTHING and everything was criticized. In the mornings, for some reason, they didn’t constantly warm up the milk, and the worst thing was that the waiters and kitchen employees did not all speak Russian, which made the grandmothers very angry... It was suggested to the grandmothers to learn a couple of phrases in English, they said that they were no longer at that age , although you can’t tell by their races from a low start... in the end, the grandmothers flew away, the kitchen breathed a sigh of relief.
Kitchen; well, yes, no one was hungry, but no one left much enthusiasm for food either. Breakfasts are generally predictable, always boiled eggs on Mondays, fried eggs on Tuesday, scrambled eggs on Wednesday, and again in a circle. From desserts, oranges and watermelons (this is from edibles), the rest is chemistry in the form of puddings with bright colors. There were always a lot of watermelons, but with oranges it’s more difficult, we personally got them only twice, although we were far from the last to come.

Yes, the rooms are small with old, one might say OLD furniture, early 90s. The bathroom is ugly, tiles like in the USSR, a curtain instead of a shower cabin...
The ventilation in the room is not bad; it is centralized and it was always very comfortable +22 (they set it for themselves), it worked very quietly. The rooms were cleaned daily (they vacuumed and took out the garbage), towels were changed every three days. There is no animation, except for the evenings "over 40" on Mondays and Thursdays after 20 o'clock. . And for dinner on such days, food was displayed under bright red lamps (no kidding). The food under them is all red and that everyone there could only guess, but they took it without hesitation. Only later, at the tables, they considered that the meat was overcooked or burnt.
Regularly men of dubious appearance of local cut like "retired macho" come over 50 years old! They mow like gentlemen, treating girls and ladies "in a simpler way" with local spill wine for 2 euros. Ladies, in anticipation of a stormy holiday romance, accept courtship, but what's next... think for yourself... On the next day, a new "delivery" of new ladies and so on ad infinitum, so the local "MACHOS" have grown old. You will not confuse them with anyone, they stand out for their color and bright clothes.
The beach is small, the entrance to the sea is like in a pool. Near the left, the coast is better and more pleasant, but that is no longer the territory of the hotel, although the entrance is open to everyone. It is not clear why it was impossible to make a normal birch tree for those who come to the hotel? Many locals say that the owner of the hotel is bad, he drinks and does not work in the hotel, well, you yourself will feel it if you go. The disaster is just with sun loungers and umbrellas... they are sorely lacking. The people occupy (in particular, our older brothers RUSSIAN) 5 sun loungers at once, for themselves and the region adjacent to Voronezh... An hour passes, another, out of 5 occupied 3 are free, (towels sunbathe in them, waiting for their owners, who still do not know that they have ALREADY taken a place under the sun and sleep peacefully until dinner). On the territory of the hotel it is forbidden to consume food and drinks bought in a supermarket (across the road from the hotel is not expensive), they tried to eat their watermelon, kicked out, they said you can in the room. The service staff of the hotel, many come from the scoop, they know Russian, but the Cypriot waiters are also trying to speak.

such a cheerful hotel, only its proximity to the sea saves it. Personally, I didn’t like the service at the hotel at all, I felt like in a pioneer camp, where everything is strictly according to the charter of the camp. Turkey is better in this regard, and the Turks are happy to trade, which is not at all in Cyprus.
I wish you a good rest in this hotel, I hope you have better luck! GOOD LUCK!