Увидеть отель и умереть от ужаса See the hotel and die of horror

It was some kind of nightmare, not a hotel. I lived on the 2nd floor, to which I had to drag myself along such a narrow spiral staircase, which was also illuminated once every three (the switch either worked or not), that I had to think not about the beauties of the city, but about how not to screw up . Thank God, I always travel light, I can’t even imagine how to go up there with a suitcase. Entering the room, I froze in horror and disgust - on the floor in the bathroom (the so-called), in the room itself and on the walls, 3-4 cockroaches ran, there were 2 peeled beds, a wardrobe with a broken door. However, you yourself will see everything from the photo. I disdained breakfast at the hotel, so a few paid meals were wasted. I also managed to visit the room on the top floor of a neighbor. . . Suffice it to say that the decor was the same, plus the fact that we used her room as a refrigerator - the grandfather-owner did not bother turning on the heating in the winter months. The impression of the hotel was completely spoiled by the fact that the theft occurred right on the day of departure - from our group, the head of the family was robbed of his and his family members' passports, money and an expensive camera. as a result, 11 people came to the country, and only 8 returned. . . At least it came back on time.