My worst holiday ever
I arrived from the so-called REST in Turkey a week ago. I didn’t write anything on purpose right away, I thought everything in me would ferment and the best would remain. But it was not there. We took a chic Istanbul-Antalya tour with stops in Troy, Pamukkale, Akvalik, Kusidasi, Bergama, Ephesus. What it is and what I started to study already upon arrival from the tour. The Turkish guide Murat in Russian is simply "past" as a guide. Yes, his vocabulary is quite enough at the level of "how to get to the library", and for more - guess for yourself. Plus a bunch of parasite words like "as you know. " We just admired the surroundings and took pictures. And what's what - is unknown. Moreover, he constantly added his personal conjectures, which have nothing to do with history. He said that there were two holy men in politics, Gaddafi and Mubarak (the former president of Egypt). Is it possible to say such a thing?
Then, constant rises at 5.30 in the morning. Can you imagine this nightmare? And at 7 am departure from the hotel with things.
We were already on the 4th day of this holiday. Moreover, the group that traveled in the next bus with us did all this one and a half hours later. And what wonderful excursions the guide Sylvia gave them. . . We sometimes lagged behind our own and walked with her. But our guide picked us up at the hotel at 15 o'clock in the afternoon, two hours to go to the hotel and at 17 we were already there. There is nothing to do in the hotel. Who ate vodka, who sat in the hammam. People, they just stole Istanbul from us. We saw him only from the window of our bus, and then mainly on a walk along the Bosphorus and the TopKapi Palace. Who came up with this? Yes, our guide-moron was so comfortable. And it would be convenient for us to walk along the ancient streets of Istanbul. Was it really so hard for us to give free time until 18 o'clock at least? At our remarks, he simply snapped and puffed up like an owl.
He simply did not prepare us for many events. For example, swimming in the Cleopatra pool in Pamukkale, he did not say anything about towels. I personally thought that they would be given to us there for rent. This is Europe, not Ukraine. But it turns out that towels had to be taken with them from home. And some had to wipe themselves than necessary. Although we visited the factory on the same day, where we could buy towels, those who did not have them. In general, the boy was on his own mind...
Conclusion: Guide Murat - I have not seen worse. Didn't learn anything from the tour. Getting up early every day just exhausted us all. And Istanbul was stolen from us. In general, upon arrival, I realized that I urgently need a rest. And thank you premium travel for our "wonderful stay".
I would also add that we were a group of 14 people. And this opinion is not only mine, but of our entire group.
