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Cold February 2012.

07 March 2012 • Travel time: with 01 February 2012 on 15 February 2012
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Not all cheap hotels are equally useful.

From personal experience

It is better to freeze in Hurghada +18,

than in Kyiv - 27.

Life observation.

For all the problems with the political situation in Egypt, there is no alternative to an inexpensive winter beach holiday. Considered the UAE as a backup option, tour prices were within reasonable limits, but several important negative factors (tour prices, inconvenient departure times, strict laws in the country) forced us to return to the option with Egypt.

According to long-term monitoring of prices in this area, in the second half of January there was a marked decline in tour prices. We were ready to fly during this period, but this year everything was different: tour operators feared the unpredictability of the election in the country and halved the number of charters. This could not but affect prices that have reached above-cloud (as for Egypt) levels.


For example, the Lilleland Hotel (which we supervised for the trip), which sold for $ 1.400 in December (14 nights, 2 + 1 accommodation, all) in January for less than $ 1.900 I could not find. There was no desire to overpay such a difference for air, so it was decided to wait for normal prices. Prices remained firmly at this level throughout January, so the mood was pessimistic.

Finally, on the evening of January 27, the Annex Tour highlighted the good prices. Lilyland was offered for 1.521 y. which was much lower than other operators (they had nothing cheaper than $ 1.910). On Saturday morning I call the travel agency "Hot Line" (thank goodness, they work every day) to find out whether the current prices (their site http:// hot. Com. Ua / did not show these prices). Manager Tatiana quickly checked the availability of tours and said that there are seats, but you need to book as early as possible, because there are few seats on the flight.

An hour later I was in the office, paid for the tour, received a contract and a verbal promise to send by e-mail the entire package of documents no later than Monday evening.

The meeting was simple and fast. A complete set of medicines for the child (daughter Margo 4 years), things and all sorts of little things filled the suitcase completely.

At the promised time, I receive the entire package of documents by e-mail. Carrier "UTair", departure there at 9.00 am 01.02. 2012, back to 12.00 on 15.02. 2012. There is little information about this airline, we did not fly with it, very different reviews, but we hope for the best.

On the day of departure we get up at five in the morning, cheerfully gather and wait for a call from a friend who should take us to the airport (I do not like taxis, because you do not know which driver you run into). Mobile call - the car from below is waiting! We are all dressed at best "autumn" (light jackets, jeans, sandals), so the load on the car was fast and fun, given the fact that on the street -23! ! ! !!

Half an hour of slow driving, and jumping over the mounds, we run into Terminal F of Boryspil Airport. Just announced check-in for our flight, we are at the end of a long queue. A small child cries frantically in the crowd, the mother carries her in her arms, trying unsuccessfully to calm her down. As it turns out, this was just the beginning: - (((.


We register and go up to the second floor. We are going through a customs inspection, Anyuta and Margo slipped through quickly, but the customs officer didn't like me, and I was enlightened by a body scanner. I take the bag with things, the customs officer phlegmatically asks:

- What kind of jar do you have in your bag? Baby food?

- Yes, show?

- No, no, I believe…

Ukrainian customs is strict, to the point of impossibility; -))) Passport control also passed quickly, the girl at the counter reminded us that at the age of five the child needs to paste a photo in his wife's passport. Thank you, but that's what I remembered.

Duty fries ...

A place where a woman with a large sum can spend the whole vacation and return home with great impressions; -)). Anyuta has long "reserved" some money in euros for purchases of perfumes and cosmetics at this altar. The daughter, considering her young age, is still looking at the beautiful and pleasantly fragrant bright boxes with undisguised curiosity, vaguely guessing that this is something interesting and necessary; -)) With some apprehension I'm waiting for the moment when the money for duty free will have to allocate two…

While my wife buys perfumes, I go to the "alcohol" department. Only Baylis is interesting in terms of prices, but I'm too lazy to drag it, so I go to the waiting room, where I come across Dynamo Kyiv players who are gathering before leaving for the training camp in Spain. Shovkovsky reads something from the iPad, Mikhalik talks to someone on the phone, Yarmolenko tells jokes.

Semin looks anxiously at the players, noticing Yusuf approaching, greets him with an exclamation: "And here is the professor! ». Africans huddle apart from everyone, talking briskly. Having caught a few Dynamo players who stepped aside, I take a photo with them in memory. Nobody refuses, including Semin. Ten minutes later, everyone on Semin's team gathers, for some reason says goodbye to Correa and goes to land.


For some time, announced the landing on our flight. The whole crowd of tourists jumped to their feet and lined up in a huge queue to the rack. I still do not understand the sacred meaning of this action - to fly a bullet to the rack, you just need to light the inscriptions about the beginning of the landing! ! ! ! ! Why stand in line? Places are painted during check-in, the bus will not leave without the last tourist, the plane will not fly without you! But you can see the "Soviet" gene: "And suddenly I do not have time, or I will not have enough! »Will live in our people for a long time…

I draw your attention to the fact that of the entire flight, only my wife and I in sandals and without winter jackets, the rest are dressed seriously. Yes, I also would not give up at least sneakers, but just not enough space in the suitcase. Everyone gets on the buses safely, there is a little snow, the thermometer shows some "warming" is no longer -23, but -20: ((((. Buses are loaded, but the door does not close, and my legs become uncomfortable. Ten minutes, fifteen Finally, a man in uniform appears from the airport door and ...commands everyone to get off the bus and return to the waiting room !!!

We go back, we get back the previously torn roots of the tickets and offer to wait. At the same time, they do not explain to us what to expect! Waiting for the last passenger to get his roots back, I demand that the girls explain what and how long to wait for me.

They somehow uncertainly answer that the plane… is frozen and does not start! ! ! !!

And just the day before departure, I went to the site "UTair" and read that they have only one medium-haul aircraft (Boeing 737-400), which operates charter flights. I wonder if they have one plane and it is not ready to fly, then what? ? ? Return home?

After waiting half an hour, and not seeing any changes on the rack, I was bored. The scoreboard showed that the rest of the flights depart on schedule. I get the documents, find the Annex tour phone, call the office. The answering machine offered me different options for connecting departments for a long time, but as a result I went to the secretary, who redirected me to the right one. There, the girl dictated to me the number of their representative at the airport. I call him, a man named Eugene nervously says that he has no idea why we do not fly, because it has nothing to do with the airline.

He does not know how to call the airline, but reassures me that soon everything will be fine.


How soon and what will happen, he could not explain what did not suit me. There is nothing to "light up" in the waiting room: - (So far, the court and the case of Anyuta once again inspected the duty free, buying there the mascara she really needs; -)).

I was instructed to feed Margo baby food from a jar. I open it, try to feed, Margo turns up her nose, refusing to eat. Surprisingly, I usually eat without problems, I read the composition: "Broccoli with vegetables". Fee, that's what I would not eat! I offer a bribe (chocolate), Margo agrees and, closing her eyes, eats.

Finally, at about ten o'clock we are again offered to get on the bus. We load up, and, MIRACLE, we go to the plane. In the bus we wait until the last, quickly climb the ladder and sit down in our seats. We got good places: row 4, places D, E, F.

The main thing is that there is a normal porthole for a child; -))

The plane has not yet taken off, but I already understood the conditions under which our flight will take place: there were continuous cries of children aged six months to two years (the flight is free for this category of children, which bribes many parents). To the left of us a child roared, behind picked up another and so on in the cabin. Vezuha…

Everyone is packed, the stewardess begins her usual story about the rules of safety on board. In this case, she was completely drowned out by the chorus of sobbing children, so she tried in vain to shout at them. Gradually, everyone calms down (Thank God! ) And, an hour and a half late, we take off.

I just had no doubt that there would be people sitting in front of us who would be free to recline and not particularly bothered by how comfortable it was for those sitting in the back! ! ! !!

It always happens to us that on bus tours, on the plane: - (So, when the family sitting in front, with a child with comfort lowered their backs, I took it for granted. In my opinion, it's time to introduce in The rules of conduct in flight are as follows: "Before lowering the back of your seat, do not forget to make sure that it will not inconvenience the people sitting behind you! " 4421, maybe you are good people, but you have a conscience, not a gram!


During the flight, Margo sat by the window and painted, Anyuta helped her, and I (out of desperation) watched the other passengers. After a while, the flight attendants gave everyone breakfast (while one woman was outraged that she had rice OVERHEAT W8-)))). Time in flight ran unnoticed, landed, unloaded and went to the Hurghada airport building.

NOBODY SONS OF THE DESERT

We go in the middle, the whole mass of tourists goes to the reception desk "Annex Tour", my wife and child go there, and I turn left, go to the reception desk with the inscription "BANK" and buy two visas. More precisely, I give the passport to the officer in the window, and he gets a visa after receiving $ 30.

I approach the "Annex" counter, there is the usual thing for this office: an Arab in uniform threateningly tells everyone that visas should be bought ONLY from him for $ 17. At the timid attempts of tourists to deny that the visa costs $ 15, he just makes scary eyes and demands not to argue. Well, I think I'll break his business:

- The visa costs fifteen dollars, buy at the counter "Bank" (I show the direction with my hand), there you will paste a visa, then here again!

- No, visas should be taken only from me (this is an Arab trying to seize the initiative)! ! ! !!

- If you want to buy a visa for $ 17, take it from him (I point to the Annex guide), if you do not want to overpay fraudsters, go to the Bank!

After this fight, half of the people went to the Bank counter and bought visas there, others decided to reinsure themselves (it is said to buy only $ 17 and only here !!! ) and bought from a guide. I must say that the Annex guides were greedy (sorry for my French; -)) finally - they used to take $ 17 and at least fill out immigration cards, but now they just put blank cards in passports and all! ! ! !!

The angry Arab disgustingly took my and my wife's passports, saw the pasted visas, put in the cards and defiantly turned away, showing how disgusting I was to him. It was a mutual feeling, we take away passports, quickly pass passport control, find our suitcase and go to the "street" counter of the Annex.

There, the girl quickly distributes all the buses.


We find the right one, I go to the luggage compartment, there the driver literally snatches my suitcase, loads it, and, tiredly wiping his forehead, shows me a dollar bill (say, give me a tip).

Overworked, poor thing! I wave away from him and get on the bus. We wait another ten minutes, twenty drive and we are at the Lilleland Hotel.

ACQUAINTANCE WITH LILILAND BEACH RESORT

At the reception we are quickly given a key, put on bracelets and sent to the electric car, which has a "taff-taff". We are waiting for another couple, and let's start. We are STARTING, because the evil Egyptian at the wheel clearly decided to impress us with his driving style. At a decent (as for an electric car) speed, we fly past the guests, timidly pressed to the curb, flying inches from the corners of buildings. If you are distracted and do not remove your hand in time, you can earn a serious fracture! The driver stops at one of the buildings, opens the door and offers to enter.

We come in, look around. It seems good, we throw things away, and (lunch is over, and dinner is not soon) we go for a walk in the area.

The green and beautiful area is exactly what the hotel can be proud of.

Different palm trees, a sea of ​ ​ flowers, beautiful combinations, it is clear that landscaping is taken seriously here. Margo runs along the paths, her hands are itching to pick flowers, but my menacing cries work flawlessly. The labyrinths here are still the same, they came to the sea only after tips.

It's half past four, a fresh breeze is blowing, the beach is deserted. We walk along the beach, get bored of the camp, where horses and camels stand. Margo admires the horses, I communicate with the cunning Arab (their owner). He starts talking about excursions, showing photos and convincing me that he liked me so much that he has a "hurried price" for me. I listen carefully, promise to return, and refuse it.

We walked, wandered, back to the room. There we are met by an Arab in the uniform of a hotel employee. He explains in broken English that we need to move to the next room. A clear answer to the question: "Why?

I never got it, okay, I'm dragging unpacked things to the room next door.


Closer acquaintance with the room a little upset. What is the fact that in these rooms the toilet lid lived its own life, and at the slightest touch with a crash flew to the floor. The floor in the shower was in suspicious yellow divorces and stains. The air conditioner worked only at a temperature of 22 degrees, when trying to change something in the settings, cunningly winked at a red light and turned off indignantly. The refrigerator was empty, although I was assured at the reception that it would be equipped with water.

Absolutely all the sockets in the room completely refused to hold the plug of any cord (to charge the phone, had to build a pyramid under the cord, plus press for reliability from above). Not the worst problems, but a little annoying.

HOTEL RESTAURANT

We change clothes, go to dinner.

The journey to the restaurant from our room took almost fifteen minutes (walking step). We go to the restaurant, look around.

The first impression was mediocre. A small selection of meat (sausages and meat with vegetables), and a few side dishes, suspicious vegetables (sluggish cucumbers and tomatoes). Okay, we get what we want, go, sit down. I approach the bar, with non-alcoholic there only "Pepsi", "7 Up", "Mirinda" and something like UPI in vending machines. I ask the bartender:

- Are there any juices?

- Well, come on, I'll pay, I need a packet of juice.

- Sorry, sir, but there is no juice in general, even for money!

- What should a child drink?

- Only this (points to soda).

Just wonderful! And this hotel is still positioned as a hotel for children! ! ! ! ! I never thought that I would drink Pepsi for dinner as the most innocent drink offered!

Grilled meat is prepared on the street (once there were thighs, once fish), I come up with a plate, an Arab puts a piece, I show - put more, he defiantly looks past me. Monster! I will not beg for meat (I do not know how to humiliate myself), I will take something else.

During dinner we were constantly picked up by ...cats, of which there are five in the restaurant. They took turns approaching the tables and began to meow in disgust. In general, we love cats (he lives in two houses), but to allow so many cats to appear in a restaurant is an obvious overkill. First, the child was constantly distracted by them, trying to pet (our Kiev cats are vaccinated and regularly examined by a veterinarian, unlike these), and secondly, one cat was with obvious lichen baldness!

), thirdly, some people are allergic to cat hair, which can lead to sad consequences.


The corner of the children's menu looked intriguing - a large stand with dirty heated water, and a COMPLETE LACK of any dishes! That is, there was nothing there at all, and nothing was brought before our departure! Service, but 8 - ((

I approach the rack with sweets, consider the range. When I arrived, a squadron of flies flew unhappily from cakes and pastries. The choice of sweet and so small, and do not want to finish eating after the flies, especially. Appetite disappears abruptly, I tell Anyuta not to take sweets and go to the fruit. A bunch of sliced ​ ​ oranges does not tempt me (Allah alone knows when they were cut), a swarm of flies also flies away from the dates, so I limit myself to bananas and whole oranges. Great food and service! I would know what awaits me next: - ((

DO NOT GO TO CHILDREN, WALK FOR LILILAND…

The hotel area is poorly lit (in my opinion). In the evening, the lighting of bushes and trees is beautifully done, and the paths are not well lit.

I would not pay much attention to this, if not for one important factor: taff-taff! In the evening, these crazy cars periodically roll on the tracks with their headlights off! The paths are quite winding, dimly lit, and after another dashing Arab ran into my daughter at a taff-taff (I shouted all the Arabic curses I know after him in my rage), I realized that Margo should be kept close and not let go. further for a couple of meters. Some kind of nonsense comes out, instead of walking relaxed with my wife in the evening, giving the child freedom, I must be constantly vigilant and listen to see if the taff-taff will fly out of the corner!

We rode on a swing (the hotel has a whole area with swings), went to the reception to remind that the room would bring bottled water (it's not that it's hard for me to buy these pairs of bottles, just money has not changed, the day was hard and do not want to run to the supermarket) and settle in the room.

Anyuta was eager to unpack, but I already had the idea to try to change the hotel to another. We go to bed.

NIGHT OF NIGHTMARES


At three o'clock in the morning Anyuta woke me up and through tears complained of severe abdominal pain. He says: "At first it didn't hurt much, but now I can't stand it. " Great, I was poisoned by something at dinner in this "wonderful" dining room: - (I get "No-spa" and a couple of drugs used in poisoning, and then it comes to my mind that there is not a drop of water in the room !! ! ...I quickly get dressed and run to the reception, there is a 24-hour bar.

But there is no special choice, to the disapproving cries of the bartender I lower some of the water and dial again. It seems clean… I take a glass, at the same time I collect a glass when for myself. The Arab threateningly shows that cola should be drunk only here, and you can not take with you. I already have all the rules deep on the drum, I silently take the glasses and go to the room.

We settle down, put on Margo's hat and run to the pool. There is water dust above the castle, but her daughter is not embarrassed, she starts experimenting with slides, deciding which one is most interesting to her. Ten minutes later I can barely get Margo out of the water, and blue from the cold. Rub with a towel and leave to bask in the sun.

Later I had to bathe the child - seven or ten minutes in the pool or the sea, and thirty or forty minutes to warm up on a deck chair. So we had a good time before dinner, for which I had the most important thing.

NEGOTIATIONS WITH A GUIDE

Our meeting with the guide was scheduled for 1 p. m. By this time, I have clearly decided that if I do not want to come to Kyiv and write a story about a trip with the name of the type: "The most horrible vacation" or "Disgusting Hotel", I need to change something. Everything was clear with this hotel - it definitely did not suit us, but could it be changed to another after check-in?

Of course, I did not want to give such an amount without a receipt, but here I had to take a risk. I count the money to him, I add twenty on the kerkad separately, and we go to the room.

UNEXPECTED GUESTS

Unexpected guests were already waiting for us in the room 8 - ((Last night Margo smeared her teddy bear in something sweet and left it on her bed. picture, knowing his wife, I now know for sure that she will not allow Margot to sleep on this bed, so as not to check the baby's bed every hour at night.


I shake out the ants, check the number - I find a small cemetery of ants in a glass with the remains of coke. I decide not to go to the reception with complaints, still go tomorrow. They removed everything sweet, and these were limited.

We spent the rest of the day walking around the hotel and children's slides.

There was nothing more she wanted to do, and Margot began to complain of abdominal pain.

I was tormented by doubts about moving, I wanted to hear confirmation from the guide.

I go to call him at the front desk, give him a phone number, ask him to dial - a fat Arab says it will cost me three pounds a minute. They say that the guide said that he should call the reception for free, he makes his face brick and sharply forgets English. So okay, fig with you, dial the number.

Osama assured me that everything would be done, saying that I would be in the office in half an hour, and I would do everything. Okay, let's hope… I pay at the reception, go to the room.

We have a very selective dinner, but still, the stomach in the morning failed. The impression that they cook on local water, well, how can reduce the stomach from pasta and rice ! ? ! ! ? !!

In the morning (after breakfast) I was most worried about the potential move. I run to the reception, call Sunrise Mamluk.

At the reception, another Arab shows me a sign that reads in English: "Call to Russia / Ukraine - 15 pounds, call to a local mobile number - 3 pounds, call to a local local number - 1.5 pounds. "

No problem, I hand over Mamlyuk's number, he dials and hands me the phone. There I spend five minutes in broken English to find out if they are ready to receive tourists with such a voucher number. There, the Arab could not understand for a long time what I wanted from him, but then he confirmed that they were waiting for us. Sincerely, hoping that I understood everything correctly, I approached the counter to pay for the phone call. The Egyptian thoughtfully takes the receipt for the conversation, can't find the pen for a long time, looks around, sees that no one is around, and ...waves to me - no need to pay, you can go! Here she is, Arab laziness at its best; -)))

We swim on the slides, change clothes, and get out of the room.


Our building was so that we had two steps to the road, and the reception in the opposite direction, so I just went to take the key, and Anyuta and Margot were waiting for me near the building.

A new batch of tourists has just arrived at the reception, I'll wait a bit, give the key.

The security guard at the entrance looks at us suspiciously, but lets us in. We unload, go to the reception, we are immediately slowed down by a security guard and points to our "Lilyland" bracelets, they say, what do we need? I wave away from him and go to the receptionist. What people! This Arab was here last time, he also knows me:

- Back to our hotel!

- I hope that with the return, this is the case… (I tell him our situation).

- (See the database on the computer) Yes, you are registered (mentally praising the guide Osama), check in in an hour, and while I put on your bracelets.

He cuts off our "Lilyland" bracelets, wears "Mamluk" bracelets.

We throw a suitcase, noon, lunch in half an hour, so just enjoy sitting on the terrace. Margo looked around the hall suspiciously and asked, “Dad, have we been here before? ». I answer in the affirmative, and Margo with a joyful shout rushes ...to the restaurant; -))) I remember from last year's stay!

I catch a child and ask to wait…

WE ARE GETTING INTO MAMLYUK

Finally, at lunchtime, we go down to the restaurant. How nice it was to choose dishes without fear of poisoning! The choice is huge, lots of side dishes, meat, salads, all fresh and delicious. Looking ahead, I want to say that in Mamlyuk we never had stomach problems. We eat after the diet in Lilleland, go up to the reception.

They are already waiting for us there, we get a card for the number (electronic key), cards for towels. Our luggage was signed and promised to be delivered to the room soon.

We go to the room (20107, the first two digits mean the building number, the third - floor, the last two - apartment number), immediately noticeable repair - all unheated pools do not work, surrounded by a fence of scary carpets and sheets. It is logical that the winter months were chosen for the repairs - at this time only hardened walruses bathe in these pools (water about +14).


The heated pool is open, the bar "Pregola" too. We get to the room, look around.

The number of rooms in Mamlyuk is weak - all cabinets and tables are quite worn out, but nothing is broken and everything works.

OUR EXCELLENT HOLIDAY HAS BEGUN

After all the adventures in Lilleland in Mamluk, we felt at home. There are no such nonsensical taffeta, the child drinks nectars and juices at any time instead of lemonades, four kinds of ice cream in unlimited quantities from noon to late evening (unlike Lilyland, where you can take ONE ball of ONE kind, only for a child , only from four to five and only in one bar), french fries constantly in the bar "Pergola", you are free to play tennis, football, table tennis.

I don't know what the brains of the staff at this hotel are, but NONE of them require a tip, not even half-heartedly.

You give - thank you, no - smile, and wish good luck (I, of course, do not know what they think, but outwardly it does not turn out).

Children's Club "Nemo" also left positive impressions. Animators try to invent different entertainments for children.

In the club everything is thought out, there is drinking water, napkins, toilet, TV. Of the minuses - male animators are often sleepy and inhibited in the morning (and where they are so tired at night; -0).

THE MAIN THING FOR HOLIDAYS IS MOOD

We spent time in Mamlyuk in different ways. On sunny days (most of which were) we sunbathed / swam on the beach before noon, in the afternoon we gave Margo to the children's club, and we played table tennis or cards on the beach. On gloomy days, we went to Senzo Mall (about him later), or just walked around the shops.

WE ARE LEARNING A NEW (FOR US) VIEW OF SPORT

Once again they tried to play tennis.


For us it was the first rehearsal, and as it turned out, it was not as easy as I imagined 8 - ((The hotel tennis courts are booked in advance (there is a special person on the court who keeps a record of those wishing), but after the way I approached a couple of times and found no one, we just spat on the armor, just came, took the rackets and balls and started playing.

Coverage - soil, "Dunlop" rackets, armless players; -))) It's only on the TV screen tennis players from time to time accurately serve in the right square, I have the correct serve came out once out of five, Anyuta has a little more often. And there was no question of hitting the ball to the opponent's side more than once; -))) This whole circus continued until I calculated the rebound of the ball, and he "successfully" did not charge me below the belt. It hurts! ! ! ! ! It hurts a lot! ! ! ! ! I had no idea that these balls are so bouncy and HARD! ! ! !!

Professional players in this case take a "medical break", I, for five minutes thoughtfully stood crayfish, and then half-bent went to the bar for a portion of "painkiller" french fries 8 - (((((

SHENZO MOLY SHOPPING CENTER

It is located near our hotel. You leave the hotel and it is perfectly visible from afar. It can be reached in three ways: a hotel taxi (£.15), a "wild" taxi driver (£.5-10) and on foot.

In good weather we did a promenade, which took us fifteen minutes, in other cases we caught a taxi.

The mall itself is one-story, it has a large supermarket "Spinneys" (audio-video equipment, food, fruits and vegetables, pastries), a playground with vending machines and attractions, a large children's store, a couple of fast food restaurants, a couple of cafeterias and many brands boutiques of different brands. Prices there are standard, but sometimes there are sales, and you can price.

There is also a perfume shop of world brands, but the prices there are not humane (twenty percent higher than in Kyiv, not to mention duty free).

We visited Senzo Mall almost every day, spent an hour at children's attractions, explored boutiques together and bought fruit at Spinneys. It was too tempting to skimp on fresh and tasty strawberries ($ 1 / kg), melons ($ 0.5 / kg) and tangerines ($ 0.30 / kg) in February.


In the evening I washed the strawberries (I advise you to wash them with bottled water, not from the tap), cut melons and we arranged a feast; -)

In this supermarket you can save a lot before leaving home (we always do). Any sweets, fruit

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Женский
Женский
Марго еще слабо понимает, что это все вокруг, но когда поймет, придется выделять и ей...
Телефон для
Телефон для
Юссуф (Нигерия) и Браун.
С
Семин:
С Гармашем
К Хачериди и подойти страшно ;-)
Все туристы одеты нормально, только мы - пляжники ;-)
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Наш чемодан.
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А флеш карты. они продавать не пробовали?
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Лиллиленд
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Лиллиленд
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Кофе и сахар в Лиллиленде
Детское меню в Лиллиленде
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Карта Лиллиленда
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Ночной Мамлюк
- Папа, какое вкусное мороженое, а можно я возьму еще одну, пятнадцатую порцию?
Надувной замок в Сензо Молл
Надувной замок в Сензо Молл
Завалы апельсинов
Чтоб они так в Киеве стоили...
Картошка поражает размерами
- А у нас в Киеве, сейчас во-о-от такие сугробы!
Купаемся...
Купаемся...
Клубника в феврале, м-м-м-м...
Главный ресторан Мамлюка
Главный ресторан Мамлюка
Главный ресторан Мамлюка
Главный ресторан Мамлюка
Главный ресторан Мамлюка
Главный ресторан Мамлюка
Главный ресторан Мамлюка
Главный ресторан Мамлюка
Главный ресторан Мамлюка
Главный ресторан Мамлюка
Главный ресторан Мамлюка
Главный ресторан Мамлюка
Главный ресторан Мамлюка
Главный ресторан Мамлюка
Главный ресторан Мамлюка
Главный ресторан Мамлюка
Полицейский стационарный пост возле Мамлюка
Марго изучает танец живота
Ночной Мамлюк
Ночной Мамлюк
Для одного ребенка праздничный торт принесли прямо в амфитеатр
Марго рассекает на
Удобно, ребенок сидит рядом за своим столиком.
Абу А Шара
Первоначально хорошая цена, которая постепенно ухудшается...
Художник курит явно не слабую траву...
Хургада
За такой коврик с нас запросили 200 долларов.
Кошачьи разборки в Хургаде
- Зх, Надя, Надя, что ж, так скромно, почему не на Мальдивах?
Карта Сензо Молл
Карта Сензо Молл
Арабы в Сензо Моллл
Мучаю Марго
Ночной Санрайз Гарден
Ночной Санрайз Гарден
Ночной Санрайз Гарден
Ночной Санрайз Гарден
Ночной Санрайз Гарден
Муравей пришел за бакшишем ;-)
Аниматоры раскрашивают детей
Раскрашенная Марго
Пылевая буря
Пылевая буря
Пылевая буря, автофокус фотоаппарата даже не смог поймать пролетающий над нами самолет
С аниматором
Перепуганный манекен в Сензо Молл.
Принцесса Жасмин, в детском клубе, явно переборщила с макияжем ;-)
В Гардене после ремонта все обновленное и красивое
Цветущее растение в Гардене
Будка? Но для кого?
Марго бесится на батуте
Человек, создавший эту картинку уже давно сидит на сильных синтетических наркотиках!
Психоделика...
Обычная арабка в магазине.
Клубника в феврале...
Марго с аниматором в образе женщины
Гарден
Попрошайка картошки фри в баре
Главная сволочь Гардена - человек, который сорвал выступление в один из вечеров. Пьянь...
После выступления факира с аниматором
Таких жителей в Гардене много...
Бесимся
Повар
На мой вкус страшненькая, но кому как...
Непонятно, но спасибо...
Краска для волос, мужская, впервые такое вижу
Исполнительница танца живота. И все мужчины во время танца дружно смотрели на ... Догадайтесь сами.
Исполнительница танца живота. И все мужчины во время танца дружно смотрели на ... Догадайтесь сами.
Аниматоры
Супер-пупер-мега теннисист
Даже я соблазнился!
Не назвавшие гиды Анекса оправдываются
Едем в Мамлюк из Хургады
Спасибо Анексу за удобный вылет!
Анимация в Санрайзе
Анимация в Санрайзе
Банкомат-обменник
Танец живота
Объявление на русском...
Детские горки в Гардене
Батут
Супер приз!
Спектакль
Ярость и агрессия в Хургаде
Танец живота
Марго играет в надувном замке
Водные горки в Лиллиленде
Замерзшая Марго после купания
Попрошайка в столовой Лиллиленда
Сексуально озабоченная лошадь на пляже Лиллиленда
Пляж отеля Лиллиленд
Взлет Boein 737-400 01.02.2012
Конкурс
Поездка на такси в Хургаде
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