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Well, I'll start from the beginning.....
I read about the hotel in advance, but since the money has already been paid, let's go... Of course, the hotel is not in a position to spoil my vacation, because in Calella itself we spent 4 days out of ten... come to the shower and sleep, that's it everything that connected us with this hotel... but the overall impression was very unattractive....
Location: opposite the sea.... go through the railway underpass and you are on the beach.... 15 minutes to the station. . . the presence of the railway in the town. . very convenient, this was one of the reasons why we chose this particular town. . .

So... as soon as I arrived, the man at the reception killed me on the floor, as it turned out later, he was in charge there, not the owner, but a kind of boss....he behaved accordingly... extremely unpleasant, from the moment of registration with all his he looked like he was tired of us tourists, came in large numbers, like... I wanted to tell him that it was thanks to the fact that we "come in large numbers" that you have something to eat....
Yes, my English does not allow me to correctly put in place....so....every time I had to communicate with him, I was pounding... and on the last day we even began to swear in raised tones, because such open disregard for the guest knew no bounds....
Having received your key (well, this is also a separate story, the key looks like from the last century... with a huge keychain... not a card... but a key... taking it with you somewhere is almost unrealistic, since it is a key with a cobblestone). . . So, having received this key, I went to look at the room. . . went down for the suitcases in a slight shock....
Number: Yes, cosmetic repairs were made quite recently... but they managed to walk along the walls in the room... repairs were made, the plumbing was changed, which cannot but rejoice, because in addition to the overall picture, plumbing in a terrible state could just to finish off. . . so plumbing is ok. . . bathroom is satisfactory. . good shower. .

not water, of course, half of the vacation left the shower at a snail's pace... one took a shower, and the other wait half an hour until this pool descends....the window in the bathroom was amazing... you open it to somehow let off steam and look to the bathroom across the way. . . because the highlight of the program is that the windows face the shaft. . . thanks to this unique feature, you always knew what was there for dinner, the noise, the roar, the eternal feeling that it was raining...... in the room, like I already said someone looked like on the walls....the furniture struck me with its antiquity... it's not like the last century, but the year before last... all very old... beds, a separate topic for conversation... iron, mesh... like in kindergartens....well, on one mattress it was normal, and the second sat down and fell like on a hammock... bedside tables, I didn’t even want to touch the lamps on them... because they didn’t shine with cleanliness... in general, everything is old, dumb... they came to sleep . . and that's it... the air conditioner... is very strange and blew some kind of dust,
so we didn’t turn it on, since there wasn’t such a heat, I can’t imagine what to do in hot weather, because there’s nowhere to get fresh air from....Towels were changed every day....but somehow I didn’t want to wipe themselves with them... the bed was changed once in 10 days.....
Kitchen....before the rest, I read here in the reviews that they say very good cuisine... very tasty... I beg to differ, or just the chef has changed... the kitchen is terrible, provided that I AM NOT FINDING TO FOOD... I didn’t even pay attention to “tipsy” instead of juice for breakfast, I only drank coffee with croissants, well, some kind of fruit....there were a couple of types of sausage and ham . . but the ham for the first time I got some kind of tasteless and I I didn’t try anymore, the sausage of some unnaturally pink color didn’t attract me either... there was still cheese....several types of puff pastry pastries... I actually had breakfast with it... jams, chocolate butter... bread and tomatoes with garlic (typical for Spain)....
dry cereal and milk. . . fruits. . . I already spoke about the miracle juice. . . coffee....

We also had dinners... for dinner I could only eat fish, sometimes there was chicken, and vegetables... peppers, tomatoes, cucumbers... that's all... I tried to eat lasagna - no, the potatoes are very fatty, right in the oil swims, pork is always some kind of stew, in fat or water... there was still pasta....I looked in her direction a couple of times, but she looks so unappetizing that the desire to try never appeared....there are always some - there were semi-finished products in batter... either fish, or chicken... well, in general....as they wrote here delicious cuisine - no, I have not seen this... Well, what else... If you prefer silence and calmness or you have small children....you definitely don’t come here . . because in the basement of the hotel there is a club where noisy fifteen-year-old Germans hang out, who come in whole buses to this hotel and nearby . . so... personally me it didn’t bother me, I sleep like a log, but many of the guests complained....
Service. . .
I can’t say anything. . . I was only annoyed by the man at the reception. . . all the capitals. . ok. . . one woman at the reception speaks Russian, another woman and a man in the dining room.....
I didn’t get to the pool... but looking at everything else, I understand that there is nothing to expect from him....
The situation killed me on the last day... because our plane was at night, and they were evicted from the hotel until 10:00... I decided to extend the room for another day . . and warned about this even when I checked in, then reminded me of this again Russian-speaking woman at the reception....then again on the eve, to which she told me: ok, we will give you number 230, because yours will be busy (hmmmm... and here I drew her attention to what I said about extension on the very first day, to which they answered: extend on the eve of the last day), but you go up to the main man tomorrow morning (this is the unpleasant one that I spoke about at the beginning) . . I immediately asked if these new people at 230, and leave us in our....they answered me,

that 3 people will be accommodated in our room... there were no limits to my surprise, because there are 2 beds in the room and there is no physical space for the third one, but it turned out that the third bed is placed in the passage to the bathroom . . and so In this way, "happy" vacationers from the bathroom will throw right into the bed, because the passage will be no more than 30 cm..... I went along the floor without finding number 230... I decided that she was mistaken... On tomorrow morning I came to talk about this issue before breakfast....after all, room 230 exists, after long conversations and disputes, this most unpleasant Spaniard did not give in to me... I took the key to room 230 and set off in search of him....and lo and behold, I found it. . . it was a room, no, not a number, but a closet on the service stairs. . . opening the door, I fell on the bed, because there is no place at all. . . two beds miraculously placed in this little room with a window under the ceiling with a twisted cornice and dirty burrow curtains made a depressing impression on me,
and even these half a day I didn’t want to stay here... then more I leaked between the bed and the wall to the bathroom... and oh my god, it’s so tiny that I even squeezed in there with difficulty....it’s simply not possible to turn around there. . . besides, I’m not large, I can’t imagine what bigger people should do, because I felt like an elephant in a jewelry store there....the shower is outside the door, in order to get into it you almost have to sit on the sink and with difficulty close the door. . . and only in this case you will be able to breathe in this bathroom. . . (by the way, this is the same room, the photos of which are the most terrible in the reviews. . window under the ceiling. . . peeled enamel in the bathroom). . . in general, quiet horror... at that moment I was delighted with the number that I had the previous 10 days... since it is impossible to live in this..... after assessing the wretchedness of the new room... I returned to the reception with indignation they say, I paid 30 euros, and did not ask for a room for free,
so please give me a hotel room, not a closet....to which this man began to shout something in Spanish, then switched to English... so he shouted, saying that I demand something super natural from him. . . as if I came to his house. . . he started insulting me, since I didn’t understand everything.... in the end I shook another key out of him..... but the miracle didn’t happen, I got the same closet, but on the 6th floor... I returned indignantly to the reception....and said that he was mocking me or something... but that he told me that I was not a madonna or a queen to turn my nose like that... started screaming . . waving his arms... and I realized that it was useless to argue further....
And maybe before this situation, I would put this hotel, closing my eyes to all 2 or even 3-ku with a stretch....but adding to all the minuses of this hotel also boundless rudeness... it doesn’t even deserve one....
So here it is....

A little about Calella... not a big town... Spaniards themselves come to rest a lot...
Mostly for family holidays or if you are German and you are 15. . . you should come here. . . as in all clubs only they.... all other vacationers don't even come to these places for this reason.....so that if you are older you don’t have anywhere to go... even before 12/00 you can sit in one of the bars on the beach with live music, but after that you have to go to bed, because after this time all the cafes are mostly closed, the clubs are busy German children and the city is already sleeping.... On Friday and Saturday. . . the night rest can be extended a little there are two clubs where locals come sometimes tourists can cram in if they find it, which is extremely rare.... But the peculiarity of these two places in the fact that since these are institutions for locals, and they work until late entertaining tourists... people begin to pull themselves into these institutions closer to three in the morning... so if you endure, you can get to a very good party with Latin music....IN GENERAL SOMETHING SO......
As for the mediocre hotel - it's terrible... .