How could this wretched establishment be called a HOTEL... and even give it 4 *? The rooms are narrow (the doors cannot be fully opened, because the bed will interfere with you! room 42! single! ), half of the bulbs are simply missing, the overhead light is also missing, when you try to plug the bedside floor lamp into the socket, a short circuit occurred and rooms 52.
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How could this wretched establishment be called a HOTEL... and even give it 4 *?
The rooms are narrow (the doors cannot be fully opened, because the bed will interfere with you! room 42! single! ), half of the bulbs are simply missing, the overhead light is also missing, when you try to plug the bedside floor lamp into the socket, a short circuit occurred and rooms 52.53, 54.55 for half an hour we were left without any light at all! The air conditioners do not work, there are no telephones....do not even stutter about Wi-Fi - in principle it is not there !!!!
One of the "stars" in the form of a naked Italian man in a loincloth burst into the rooms around 2 am...
Breakfast is simply inedible... (a couple of synthetic biscuits, a rotten apple, a cup of tea and coffee cannot be called breakfast! )
Instead of a closet (number 52)... just rag curtains from the wall... there are stained tablecloths on the tables...
God forbid to be there again!!! (I'm worried that I left my white slippers there! )))))
The rooms are narrow (the doors cannot be fully opened, because the bed will interfere with you! room 42! single! ), half of the bulbs are simply missing, the overhead light is also missing, when you try to plug the bedside floor lamp into the socket, a short circuit occurred and rooms 52.53, 54.55 for half an hour we were left without any light at all! The air conditioners do not work, there are no telephones....do not even stutter about Wi-Fi - in principle it is not there !!!!
One of the "stars" in the form of a naked Italian man in a loincloth burst into the rooms around 2 am...
Breakfast is simply inedible... (a couple of synthetic biscuits, a rotten apple, a cup of tea and coffee cannot be called breakfast! )
Instead of a closet (number 52)... just rag curtains from the wall... there are stained tablecloths on the tables...
God forbid to be there again!!! (I'm worried that I left my white slippers there! )))))
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