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So, I'll start with poop, in the truest sense of the word. The hotel’s beach, not only hasn’t been cleaned for a long time, it feels like it hasn’t been cleaned from the very foundation of the hotel: no one is going to clean up the feces of camels and horses from under their feet, plastic bottles, labels, cellophane, corks and other garbage of human genius are not considered garbage at all. There is no bar on the beach - half the trouble if there is water with soybeans, trouble - if a person drinks alcohol, it's too far to walk to the bar to the pool. The sunbeds themselves on the beach are present along with sun loungers, but the mattress for the softness of sunbathing must be carried from the pool area. The sea is dirty to disgrace, I have never seen such a quantity of algae anywhere, although I am far from the first time in Africa. The pool is large, but not at all deep, especially if you are a tall person, like me -198cm, then you will not be very comfortable. Although the pool is not the main thing. The interior of the hotel is quite tolerable. . The rooms are standard: at the entrance to the left or right there is a bathroom, then again to the left or right the living part of the room turns itself - two ordinary beds, separate with separate mattresses, there is no single one here, they can only lay a large sheet, for which you need to forgive the administration. I was surprised by the TV - a 30 inch Samsung, although it is not clear what kind of need it is here on vacation. The balcony is quite spacious, there are two plastic chairs and a table. There are two large and two small towels, no bathrobes, no slippers, and a foot mat near, mind you, the bathroom, not the shower. Hairdryer and liquid soap, no shampoo or anything else. The room was changed, at first we were given a room on the first floor with a leaking shower, a broken light bulb in the bathroom and one not working. The door on the balcony was closed, at the first floor, and an exit to a low fence, behind which the hotel territory ended and the street and the residential quarter of the locals began. Changed to a normal number, without all the indicated flaws. By the way, "booking" - it is forbidden by the hotel rules to reserve sunbeds, but this does not bother anyone, and at eight in the morning all the sunbeds are in towels. And here the time is minus two hours from Ukrainian. At six o'clock in the evening, hotel workers begin to collect mattresses from sunbeds and tell you "finish my friend. " Animation for an amateur, there is practically no variety. And a separate, juicy topic - food. I have never had such a lousy meal at a buffet, the same Turkey and Egypt will rub their noses at Tunisia on this line even at the start. Despite the fact that this is a country where all kinds of fruits are in abundance, guests are offered only watermelon and melon, sometimes banana, date, penny and apricot. people who cannot live without meat have nothing to catch here. Yes, and fish lovers too. But if you are a fan of fries, this is your world of abundance, which, by the way, Europeans vacationing here do - tons, sorry, they eat potatoes with ketchup. I think everyone understands about drinks. Plastic sweet water, beer urine, wine diluted with water, etc. . went once to an Asian restaurant - according to the record, they spat for a long time, although it should be noted that the Peking duck was cooked well. In general, on the third day, there was nothing special to choose from, since the food immediately became boring because of its monotony. Such a holiday for an amateur. Excursions scam rare. The staff is normal. The guide is a little storyteller. Olive oil is not cheaper here than here. And more here and than to brag. In the city, there are such sticky sticks as in the above countries, after constant composting of the brains of which there is no desire to go out into the city. You can go to the local port once and see everything. Shopping lovers should go to the center of hammamet - general supermarket. Souvenirs are also tight, low-quality trinkets no one needs.