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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 state to spoil my vacation, because. we spent 4 days out of ten in Calella itself. . . take a shower and sleep, that's all that connected us with this hotel. . . , but the overall impression was not very attractive.... Location: facing the sea.... go through the railroad underpass and you are on the beach.... to the station 15 minutes. . . railroad in the town. . very convenient, this was one of the reasons why the choice fell on 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 his whole appearance, he showed how tired he was of us tourists, came in large numbers, supposedly. . . I wanted to tell him that it was thanks to the fact that we "came in large numbers" that you have something to eat.... Yes, my English does not allow me to correctly put in place.... so here.... every time I had to communicate with him, I was pounding. . . and on the last day we even began to swear in a raised voice, because. to. 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 cobblestone). . . So having received this key, I went to look at the room. . . went downstairs for the suitcases in a slight shock.... Room: Yes, it has been recently refurbished. . . but the walls in the room had time to walk. . . the repair was done, the plumbing was changed, which is good news, because in addition to the overall picture, plumbing in a terrible state could just be finished off. . . so plumbing is fine. . . the bathroom is satisfactory. . good shower. . not water, of course, half the vacation from the shower left at a snail's pace. . . one took a shower, and the other wait half an hour for this pool to come down.... the window in the bathroom was amazing. . . you open it to let off some steam and look into the bathroom opposite. . . since about the nail of the window program go out into the mine. . . thanks to this unique feature, you always knew what was for dinner, the noise, the roar, the eternal feeling that it was raining there...... in the room, as I said, someone was walking along the walls.... I was struck by the antiquity of the furniture. . . This is not like the last century, but the year before last. . . all very old. . . beds, a separate topic for conversation. . . iron, mesh. . . like in kindergarten.... well, one mattress was normal, and the second sat down and fell through like in a hammock. . . bedside tables, the lamps on them did not even want to touch. . . because they did not shine with cleanliness. . . in general, everything is old, dumb. . . came to sleep. . and all. . . air conditioner. . . very strange and blew some kind of dust, so we didn’t turn it on, since there was no such heat, which I can’t imagine doing in hot weather, because there’s nowhere to get fresh air from.... Towels were changed every day.... but I didn't want to wipe them off. . . the bed was changed once in 10 days.....Kitchen.... before the rest I read here in the reviews they say very good cuisine. . . delicious. . . I beg to differ, or the chef has just changed. . . the kitchen is terrible, provided I'm not picky about food. . . I didn’t even pay attention to “tipsy” instead of juice for breakfast, I only drank coffee with croissants, and some kind of fruit.... there were a couple of types of sausage and ham. . but the first time the ham came across somehow tasteless and 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. . . I actually ate breakfast to her. . . jams, chocolate butter. . . bread and tomatoes with garlic (typical for Spain).... dry cereal and milk. . . fruit. . . I already talked about miracle juice. . coffee.... We also had dinner. . . for dinner, I could only eat fish, sometimes there was chicken, and vegetables. . . peppers, tomatoes, cucumbers. . . this is all. . . I tried to eat lasagna - no, the potatoes are very fatty, they swim right in the oil, the 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 did not appear.... there were always some semi-finished products in batter. . . either fish or chicken. . . well, in general.... as they wrote here delicious cuisine - no, I have not seen this. . . What else. . . If you prefer peace and quiet or you have small children.... you are definitely not 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 ones. . so. . . it didn't bother me personally, I sleep like a log, but many of the guests complained.... Service. . . I can not say anything. . . I was only annoyed by the man at the front desk. . . all capitals. . OK. . . one woman at the reception speaks Russian, another woman and a man in the dining room.....Didn't make it to the pool. . . but looking at everything else, I understand that there is nothing to expect from him.... Killed the situation on the last day. . . because our plane is at night, and they are evicted from the hotel until 10:00. . . I decided to extend the number for another day. . and warned about this even when she moved in, then once again reminded the Russian-speaking woman at the reception about this.... then again on the eve, to which she said to me: ok, we will give you number 230, i. e. yours will be busy(hmmmm. . . and here I drew her attention to what I said about the extension on the very first day, to which they answered me: extend on the eve of the last day), but you come tomorrow morning to the main man (this is the unpleasant one that I spoke about at the beginning). . I immediately asked if it was possible to leave these new people at 230, and leave us in ours.... I was told that 3 people will be accommodated in our room. . . there was no limit 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 was placed in the aisle to the bathroom. . and thus the "happy" vacationers from the bathroom will give out right to the bed, i. e. to. the passage will turn out no more than 30 cm.... I went up and down the floor without finding number 230. . . decided she was wrong. . . Tomorrow morning I came to speak on this subject before breakfast.... after all, the number 230 exists, after long conversations and disputes, this most unpleasant Spaniard did not give way to me. . . I took the key to number 230 and set off in search of him.... and lo and behold, I found it. . . it was a number, no, not a number, but a closet on the service ladder. . . I opened the door and fell on the bed. 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-dirty curtains made a depressing impression on me, and I didn’t want to stay here even for half a day. . . further more I seeped between the bed and the wall to the bathroom. . . and oh my god, it's so tiny that I even squeezed my way in there with difficulty.... it is simply not possible to turn around there. . . Moreover, I’m not large, I can’t imagine what to do for larger people, because I felt like an elephant in a jewelry store there.... the shower is outside the door, to get into it you have to almost sit on the sink and close the door with difficulty. . . and only then will you 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. . a window under the ceiling... peeled enamel in the bathroom). . . in general, a quiet horror. . . at that moment I was delighted with the number that I had the previous 10 days. . . because it is impossible to live in it.....after evaluating the wretchedness of the new number. . . I returned to the reception indignantly saying that 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 shouted, they say, I demand something beyond natural from him. . . as if I came to his house. . . began to insult me, since I did not understand everything.... in the end, I shook another key out of it.....but the miracle did not 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 what did he tell me that I'm not a madonna or a queen to turn my nose like that. . . started screaming. . to wave hands. . . 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. . . He 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. . . that way. . . as in all clubs only they.... all other vacationers for this reason do not even come to these places.....so if you are older you have nowhere 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. k. after this time, all the cafes are mostly closed, the clubs are occupied by German children and the city is already asleep.... On Friday and Saturday. . . night rest can be extended a little there are two clubs where locals come sometimes tourists can get in if they find it, which is extremely rare.... But the peculiarity of these two places is that since these are places for locals, and they work until late entertaining tourists. . . people begin to pull themselves into these establishments 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....