• traveled 5 years ago
When checking into the Chich Khan Hotel, our party of tourists had a conflict with the reception manager Mohammed (Mahmud, such a bald middle-aged man) - when asked where to drink water, he offered to buy it at the bar. The tour was All inclusive. This caused a verbal altercation with this manager. As a result of the resettlement, those who paid extra 10-20 dollars to Mahmud received more or less tolerable numbers, and the part that did not pay extra or did not like them received simply "killed" numbers.
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When checking into the Chich Khan Hotel, our party of tourists had a conflict with the reception manager Mohammed (Mahmud, such a bald middle-aged man) - when asked where to drink water, he offered to buy it at the bar. The tour was All inclusive. This caused a verbal altercation with this manager. As a result of the resettlement, those who paid extra 10-20 dollars to Mahmud received more or less tolerable numbers, and the part that did not pay extra or did not like them received simply "killed" numbers.
My room was on the first floor without a balcony and overlooked a busy road along which cheerful motorcyclists and motorists rode all night until the morning with music screaming from open windows. Also under it was a disco hall in which the music stopped at about one in the morning. To all this, mosquitoes bit my legs at night and in the evenings. Why only legs, I did not understand. I saw mosquitoes. Wifi didn't work in the room. Near the reception barely, through time.
The beach was covered in dry and uncleaned algae, gobies, bits of rags, polyethylene. Beer in the bar is paid. There are sunbeds and umbrellas. Mattresses, for a more comfortable stay, no. The food at the hotel is relatively normal, but it happened that the plates had to wait. It was raining heavily on September 8 in the evening. And the room of our tourist with a 10-year-old child was flooded ankle-deep with water. But she, unlike the Arabs from the rooms nearby, was moved only in the morning at her insistent request, and she spent the night with the child in a water-filled room. And this is all because of the biased attitude of the bald manager Mahmoud-Mahmed.
The only plus is the sea!
My room was on the first floor without a balcony and overlooked a busy road along which cheerful motorcyclists and motorists rode all night until the morning with music screaming from open windows. Also under it was a disco hall in which the music stopped at about one in the morning. To all this, mosquitoes bit my legs at night and in the evenings. Why only legs, I did not understand. I saw mosquitoes. Wifi didn't work in the room. Near the reception barely, through time.
The beach was covered in dry and uncleaned algae, gobies, bits of rags, polyethylene. Beer in the bar is paid. There are sunbeds and umbrellas. Mattresses, for a more comfortable stay, no. The food at the hotel is relatively normal, but it happened that the plates had to wait. It was raining heavily on September 8 in the evening. And the room of our tourist with a 10-year-old child was flooded ankle-deep with water. But she, unlike the Arabs from the rooms nearby, was moved only in the morning at her insistent request, and she spent the night with the child in a water-filled room. And this is all because of the biased attitude of the bald manager Mahmoud-Mahmed.
The only plus is the sea!
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