Ночной Housekeeper и прочие ужасы Night Housekeeper and other horrors

Well, what can I say ...Turkey is clearly not on the way with Europe. Service is disgusting. On the first night, the janitor knocked on the room at 3am and started talking about how to use soap (! ). Barely kicked out. We fell asleep. An hour later he returned. This time he burst into the room himself, without knocking. They sent "Mr. " with three letters. He left...Since the audibility in the Kartanesi hotel is incredible, they heard how he continued his dirty work of "stressing" other vacationers. We met him in the afternoon - but they could not get the answer that he wanted. By the way, most of the hotel staff speak English and Russian disgustingly (they understand only the most standard, simplest phrases at the level of our 2nd grade of high school, and when you ask for sparkling mineral water they give out "Sprite").

But this, of course, as you probably already guessed, is far from everything.

The next morning, we were told that we should move to another floor because the hotel was not occupied in order to save electricity (twice! ). Here it is. They fought but moved on. Only in order to find out the next day that people live and settle quietly on our former floor. You will be surprised, but the second night we were again not allowed to sleep peacefully. A certain "Mr. neighbor" watched TV at full volume until 5 in the morning, and since the walls of the hotel were cardboard, the feeling was that the Turkish women there howled their songs no further than under the bed. Angry screams, blows on the wall did not help. We called the receptionist. They promised to send guards. But they didn't send it. The call was repeated. And again they didn't hit. Another conclusion (well, advice, if you suddenly find yourself in this place) - the hotel staff do not respond to requests, they constantly lie and think poorly.
They are not able to explain their behavior (and besides themselves, the local mountain-snow Turks do not hear anyone, yes).

That's still entertainment. The deaf neighbor, fortunately, moved the next day and was replaced by a friend whose hearing problems were not so tragic for us. However, the audibility, in any case, did not allow to spend the rest calmly, because at night the staff for some reason began to move the furniture around the hotel and laugh merrily.

Feeding (I don't dare to call THAT food). Tasteless food in large quantities. However, there were occasional edible dishes. But only sometimes. And so - you eat what they give, only for the purpose that the body simply continued to function. By the way, it is difficult to find a good restaurant in Uludag. More precisely, it is impossible. Therefore, you need to be careful and have a steel stomach.
And nerves, so as not to bite off the ear of the waiter, who is trying to pull out the plate from which you are currently eating (although there is such a thing here).

As for nature, slides, Christmas trees and snow, everything is more than good with this. Liked. Only when you rent something, never sign any papers (or sign them incorrectly; alternatively, keep your passports with you; "lies and provocations" are quite appropriate here), otherwise, if the inventory is damaged, you will be forced to pay (crazy money). If you follow the above tips, then you will not have such a problem. And accidents with equipment or, for example, with a snowmobile (and it rides very well) are not excluded at all.

I also heard dissatisfaction from our "colleagues" from "Karina", located nearby. Good reviews were left only by visitors Agaoglu and Grand Yazici.

By the way, we didn’t get into the first one for the reason that our valiant travel agency told that 7 days (from December 28 to January 4) there cost almost 10 thousand euros (apparently, Mr. artist Baskov was also told something about prices, and for some reason he stopped at Kartanesi). They just didn't know about the other one. In general, be careful, comrades. But the snow and fir/pine trees are good; -)