15й юбилейный визит в родной СРМ 15th anniversary visit to native CRM

I was tormented by vague doubts to write or not to write... when they open for all those who suffer, our puppy delight will become irrelevant... but, as they say, I consider it my duty to report and conduct a comparative analysis of CRM "before and after".
We love winter yogi and there was no doubt about the choice... CRM has long been home. For 5 years there were visits that were hyper pleasant and far from languid. Sometimes the hotel crackled, the sea swarmed, the canteen turned into Brownian chaos with the roar of the station, and the out of breath service forced us to fight for the benefits... mournfully silent about the ever-crowded beach. Maybe they would have tied up with this unhealthy popularity, but here is the decisive BUT! Regulars are saved by a wonderful VIP zone with all the consequences... therefore, regular customers are here like nowhere else. We just arrived and immediately met a bunch of friends... though now many people prefer a common beach, since there is complete freedom! It seemed that there were more VIPs than people. Let's go further... every year the hotel is cracking further, more... it reached 120% (5 people were stuffed into the standards). With the opening of the water park, the price also went crazy, and the hotel regularly went to the stop. The atmosphere-service in such an anthill was lame on all limbs, people were freaking out from the eternal search for sunbeds, the queues in the canteen were exhausting, the waiters worked for slaughter and still did not keep up with the hungry and angry audience. Today the picture is an antonym... the beach is free, as is the canteen, cleanliness, order, service, as in the best houses. Here they will open the gates and just complaints will fall again.
The rest seemed to be the best right after the revolution, then it was also half-closed and the hotel was 50% full... now 24-27%. We were afraid of the economy mode, but packaged juices are on the base, the food is even tastier. there is no conveyor, and the choice is just as rich. Fruit is some kind of holiday, even whole for breakfast... they didn’t look at strawberries after 3 days. If you really find fault, salt must be taken away from anxious chefs and branded soups are not always 5. Excellent food is the merit of the Turkish chef... the hotel is holding on to it with a stranglehold (dear Mr. Ayman in the photo) Service at its best... the staff was reduced, work with fun and enjoyment. From a la carte, Asian, Italian and Mexican are open... traditionally they ate Asian... they missed the Bedouin.

The audience is excellent... as always in winter there are a lot of European pensioners, Eastern Europe, Ukrainians are quiet and "not hungry" suppressor....Russians met, rode by relay... locals can not be heard or seen on the fingers....there are few children, that normal for winter. You won’t dream of a more comfortable situation... not a single incident of drinking or any other rake, “in the right condition” was found to be anyone... not even the usual screams, even the ear hurts. The water park is open, the water is on schedule... the kids club is always popular, as is the children's disco. About the animators everything is already sung... cool. The hotel has a fabulous atmosphere of kindness, care and complete relaxation. The staff is undeniably the main asset of the hotel, the selection is phenomenal... people have been working faithfully for years, and guests appreciate the attentive attitude and return.
The sea here is perfect, but now it's fantastic! We are going after it... sand, the right deepening and a long swim... calm because the bay and pristine because it is deserted... our favorite pace is +23... in the water area there are only a few heads of nonsense! Only the stalls are occupied on the beach....boats are laid up, there is no noise from motorboats, the air is already ringing. The weather pleased, only a couple of days in the morning we hid on a common beach... another property of the hotel is a windless beach.
10 days flew by with a whistle in permanent euphoria. The way back was original... they took us from the hotel in 4 hours instead of the usual three. We left an hour and a half later, but this did not add speed. Scrupulous checks from the start, carefully scan, licking-grooving boys and girls separately. The most entertaining was the removal to the field... they let us out of the bus in portions, all the luggage is at the plane, everyone chooses their own and passes it to the loader on the tape... our people carefully observe the process... then again with bass as much as 15 meters to land. Too ostentatious procedure, obviously working on the picture. I recommend packing your luggage at the hotel in order to avoid shmon right at the entrance... packing is now mandatory. The new terminal leveled the "fight against terror"... a solid large-scale and absolutely European... human dutiki, excellent toilets, closed smoking areas, a lot of all sorts of civilized amenities and no shopping malls with molesters.
Rest turned out from a series of put me back! Mixed feelings... on the one hand, I want to leave everything as it is... on the other hand, hotels will not last long on bare enthusiasm. Here they open the egi and we will no longer see such a situation-sea-prices... complaints and disappointments will again go. There is only one way to save your nerves and have fun. . . ignore CPM during holidays, holidays, high season and mournful dates when the Arabs storm the hotel. There is not much time frame left... the hotel is indeed in great demand, although with the current rate it may become calmer. I wish everyone that after knocking out the budget it doesn’t turn out that you are not tired at all (c)

PS. I understand how hard it is for the restricted fans of the Red Sea to read rave reviews of freshly bought ones. Our Russian friends, whom we met in the CRM, are painfully enduring the ban, but attempts to lure them to fly through Kyiv ended in nothing... while they are meditating together on an early opening. Well, the lucky ones need to forge iron... and thoughts tirelessly beat their hooves to return sooner, until it starts (c) And now the hotel is mocking and dumping like never before... we still traveled expensively in January. And now the patience is exhausted, the interference is spit, the tour is paid, we are going to consolidate the spitsfitsky sensations... or even better, to finally throw up (please do not throw flip flops)