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Ukraine, Azure.
In search of where to relax again this summer in the village. Azure, which is on the beautiful Black Sea, as always, I reviewed everything that is possible in the Internet. Hotels, boarding houses, recreation centers, reviews, conditions and prices. Found!
I look through delightful kind reviews from people who visited and rested at different times in the private sector "Nastasino". The soul rejoices when you read and understand that there are still good people who are able to receive guests as if they were family and provide an unforgettable vacation in a friendly atmosphere and in wonderful living conditions. Plus discounts on accommodation! Mom is darling! The jackpot is simple. When everywhere a room with amenities is rented for 250-300 UAH per person per day, and here it’s already for 200. Captivating!! ! I call, agree, honestly list the reservation for the room, as I trust people, exclusively positive reviews and set off. The family is satisfied
everyone is waiting for the warm sea and the upcoming great vacation. Upon arrival at the place in front of the gate of a private house, a young man named Maxim meets us, he is also the owner of the Nastasino property. Leads to the room, shows where, what, to what, and who to contact in case of emergency. Standard procedure. "Oh, sorry, the curtain was torn - just a loophole for the cat! ". The second floor, it doesn't matter, we'll get used to it. Although I really don’t like these steep stairs, I should have been interested right away. At least the place is impassable, which my husband and I really liked. The entrance is separate - they are their own masters for the duration of their stay here. Great! Conveniences - yes! Shower-toilet - what you need. After the salty sea and the heat, and in a cool shower - that's it! Offhand, everything is fine. Let's get along with the rest. Everything seems to be good. The mood is excellent. We swim, sunbathe, enjoy the sea during the day, in the evening - attractions and pizzerias-cafes. Everything is wonderful and wonderful
the mood is excellent. We rest and relax. Until He comes - the same case called "Force Majeure". Which, like litmus paper, reveals all the advantages and disadvantages, all that one side can see and hear, but the other would like to hide. It's no secret that people are all different. And the circumstances are also different. And with everyone at some point there are all sorts of unpredictable events - both good and bad. And the main thing in such situations is to try to remain people, normal adequate people.
Our history is as banal as the world. And familiar to most to hell. Resort, heat, great company, fatty food, shawarma kebabs, Crimean wine. My husband and son and I rested together with old friends - where else would we meet, if not in Azure. Fresh sea air, the sound of the surf, children's hubbub - beauty! The shish kebab was a success, it went like clockwork. Nobody even imagined
independent and homely. Thank God I felt better, I thought, and went to bed. The son, having walked to his heart's content in the fresh sea air, was already dozing. And then the apocalypse began. The fact is that when "Nastasino", like many other "haciendas" at the resort, was designed, no one, apparently, tested in practice how certain communications would work. In our room, for example, the shower itself, if you can call it that, was presented in the form of a shower head with a hose and a barely holding curtain. Usually I saw these in toilets and showers located on the territory of recreation centers, and not inside the room. Or public baths. As such, a pallet or cabin does not exist at all. Water flows into a drain hole built right into the tiled floor. That is, when one person sits on a potty and the other is washing (it is not excluded simply), then both swim or drown. Another nuance is the wooden slatted floors in the room.
Although this is also normal, so many build. But if the drain is constantly clogged, and water suddenly starts to flow out of the toilet-shower room, where there is not even a minimum threshold to the room, then what do we have? That's right - the flood! When the drain clogged for the first time, in a panic I asked my husband to call the owner Nastasino - Maxim. The guy came in half an hour, mumbled, but fixed the problem. I understand that if we carried buckets of sand from the sea and poured it into the drain, then, of course, there could be claims against us. And here is such a nuance. I was worried at the moment. And I must say not in vain. Every day, after each shower, I carefully cleaned up after myself and my boys, so that, God forbid, the water would not flow outside the shower room. Although everything functioned just like that. It was inconvenient to pull Maxim over and over again. Our hands are not hooks, we can handle it ourselves. Although according to the declared rules,
we claimed daily cleaning of the room on demand. I didn’t wash the floors at home, so I got lucky here. But I did not particularly complain, trying not to pay attention to minor troubles and ill-conceived owners of some construction moments when organizing their business project. Even the fact when, after returning home from the sea, waiting for a cool insipid shower, you go into the shower room, start to wash, and having lathered your head, you understand that the water had ended inadvertently - also did not spoil our holiday. It will appear after a while. Summer - dry three hundred times. Then we get home. And this happened several times a day. As Maxim (the owner of Nastasino) explained to us, these are voltage fluctuations at the power station and there is no personal fault here. Be patient and wait. Okay, what is there. Although for the entire time of rest in Lazurnoe, in various hotels and boarding houses, we are faced with such interruptions for the first time. Even a little surprised.
Well, they waved their hand. My husband made a remark to Maxim about this a couple of times, but nothing has changed. It suits everyone, Maxim snorted, but it doesn't suit you. Come on, I thought again, nothing should ruin our holiday. And only three inductive single tiles in the kitchen for all vacationers, which is very inconvenient, and a ban on using an electric kettle and a hairdryer in the room, rearranging furniture, and “hang at least one rope for things” and much more. “For such money! ' I started to get excited. But I immediately counted to ten. For your boys. We are still non-conflict people, we always try to agree and solve everything with words. And if not for this ill-fated barbecue poisoning, then everything would be fine. No conflicts or claims. But alas, that's how the stars are aligned. So, it had to be.
My husband staunchly and heroically tried to clean up the shower, and the water with the same zeal did not want to go down the drain.
It slowly leaked out of the shower-toilet and instantly soaked into the boards on the floor. With a rag I caught a puddle in the room as best I could. Trying not to wake the baby, my husband and I rustled like real cleaners. I also did not want to disturb the owner of the hacienda and his wife at night. Somehow not kamilfo. They are also people and also love barbecue and Crimean wine. So we did it ourselves. Having almost eliminated the problem, we were ready to breathe a sigh of relief. But then a low voice came from below. It turned out that the day before, a family with children settled in the room below us and we drown them. Let's drown! ? We have not turned on the shower for twenty minutes. Working tools - a toilet bowl, a washbasin, a bucket of water and rags. It turned out - yes. We drown. Water through the wooden ceiling, as flimsy as the floor, dripped onto people's beds. People were shocked, just like us. Suddenly. I didn't even think about the flood. Well, it's not all that messy.
It seems that Niagara Falls erupted from her husband. And not only from him. It was as if we were standing with the whole family and specially poured water from three showerheads directly onto the floor in the room. I was about to run to Maxim, the owner of the property, but he, like Superman, had already arrived at the place. That is, in our room. Not paying attention to the fact that our son was already asleep, he turned on the light in the room, waking the child up, and rushed to the toilet with screams and a rude husky what happened there. I have not heard such a selective swearing anywhere and in any other place where we have ever rested. The husband said that trouble had happened to him - he had poisoned himself, he became ill. And he is currently doing everything possible and impossible to remove this apocalypse. But Maxim wound up in earnest. He rushed from the toilet to the front door and yelled that he would call the police, they would all pack us up and rake in, take us to hell. Specifically insisted that we immediately vacate the room,
despite the night and the fact that we are with a child. We apologized, as it was very unpleasant to be in such a situation ourselves. We tried (without obscenities and insults) to convey that we would personally eliminate the consequences of the accident. However, Maxim was not allowed. Crimean wine warms the blood. The husband began to defend his rights - the client is always right and explain on his fingers that if the drain had been working, then this would not have happened. Didn't help. I asked him to stop, as it was pointless to argue. Yes, and the son is present in the room. We should not throw him out of the room, so that he would not listen to all this. If they were themselves, the conversation would be different. And we once again tried to convey to the owner that we are adequate people and that this can happen to anyone. But the guy vomited and carried. He was trying to prove or show something. What? Unknown. Of course, given my husband's weight class, Max could have rowed away from him decently.
But we are normal people. And towering over Max, like Goverla over Prut, my husband tried to exhort him to solve the problem peacefully. Smarter and friendlier with her head turned out to be Nastya, Maxim's wife, who asked him to calm down, pointing at our son and saying: "Max. Child... ". And our awakened child sat, huddled in a ball, covered with a sheet with his head and covering his ears with his hands, listening to how adults solve a certain problem. On the request to leave the room so that our boy would not listen to the selective obscenities, and to finish on the street, Maxim did not even respond. And he also has children. And everything happens in this life. Nastya advised us to turn on the shower "not all". And in the end, Maxim, realizing that the neighbors are peaceful and not scandalous (for which they have a separate respect), settled down, stopped hysteria and left, advising finally to solve the problem with the neighbors from below. We, of course, decided. Husband apologized to people three hundred times
, asked how we could compensate for their excitement and inconvenience caused by us at such a late hour. He also offered to help with cleaning, to which people replied: "With whom it doesn't happen. We'll clean it ourselves. " Nobody got angry at anyone. After all, we are all decent people. I repeat this again. And I am 100% sure that such an episode in Nastasino is not the first and not the last. But after all, so that this does not happen again in the future, the owners need to tighten up and bring the built to mind. So why? After all, it is easier to screw, bend and put people in an unpleasant situation than to do everything as it should be. Fast building - fast lave.
Epic summary. Until three in the morning my boys could not sleep. The son had nervous stress, as he was very worried that his uncle would really evict us at night on the street and the police would take us away. He had a headache and had to be given pills. Barely calmed down the child. Until dawn, I digested all the mats of Maxim and decided
Why a new scandal on the road? I told her in the car on the way home. He asked why I didn't call him. He would have him in the end... That's why I did not call. We are normal people. “Overall, we had a great time! "- cheerfully said the husband. Who would argue. And my son and I agreed. After all, nothing could spoil our good impression of a vacation at sea! Tanned, swam, dived, pizza, rides, souvenirs - all in full. What about sediment? Yes, what is there. Leave and be forgotten. Although before the child, Max should have apologized. It's not right how it turns out.
Here is such a story. Everyone can draw their own conclusion from it. Decide for yourself who is right and who is wrong. Precisely because we are adequate people, my husband did not give Maxim “bream”. So, like a father, so that he knows how to talk with adults and behave in front of children. Although it wouldn't hurt for sure. And the fact that there are a lot of good reviews, so it pleases.
May the person be fine. Although where and where these reviews come from, I know very well. If there was money - reviews can be bought in unlimited quantities.
There are a lot of bad people in life, so nothing is surprising. Thank God, there are more good and adequate ones on the way. I think Maxim should be left a chance to "think".
This was our experience in Nastasino.
In search of where to relax again this summer in the village. Azure, which is on the beautiful Black Sea, as always, I reviewed everything that is possible in the Internet. Hotels, boarding houses, recreation centers, reviews, conditions and prices. Found!
I look through delightful kind reviews from people who visited and rested at different times in the private sector "Nastasino". The soul rejoices when you read and understand that there are still good people who are able to receive guests as if they were family and provide an unforgettable vacation in a friendly atmosphere and in wonderful living conditions. Plus discounts on accommodation! Mom is darling! The jackpot is simple. When everywhere a room with amenities is rented for 250-300 UAH per person per day, and here it’s already for 200. Captivating!! ! I call, agree, honestly list the reservation for the room, as I trust people, exclusively positive reviews and set off. The family is satisfied
everyone is waiting for the warm sea and the upcoming great vacation. Upon arrival at the place in front of the gate of a private house, a young man named Maxim meets us, he is also the owner of the Nastasino property. Leads to the room, shows where, what, to what, and who to contact in case of emergency. Standard procedure. "Oh, sorry, the curtain was torn - just a loophole for the cat! ". The second floor, it doesn't matter, we'll get used to it. Although I really don’t like these steep stairs, I should have been interested right away. At least the place is impassable, which my husband and I really liked. The entrance is separate - they are their own masters for the duration of their stay here. Great! Conveniences - yes! Shower-toilet - what you need. After the salty sea and the heat, and in a cool shower - that's it! Offhand, everything is fine. Let's get along with the rest. Everything seems to be good. The mood is excellent. We swim, sunbathe, enjoy the sea during the day, in the evening - attractions and pizzerias-cafes. Everything is wonderful and wonderful
the mood is excellent. We rest and relax. Until He comes - the same case called "Force Majeure". Which, like litmus paper, reveals all the advantages and disadvantages, all that one side can see and hear, but the other would like to hide. It's no secret that people are all different. And the circumstances are also different. And with everyone at some point there are all sorts of unpredictable events - both good and bad. And the main thing in such situations is to try to remain people, normal adequate people.
Our history is as banal as the world. And familiar to most to hell. Resort, heat, great company, fatty food, shawarma kebabs, Crimean wine. My husband and son and I rested together with old friends - where else would we meet, if not in Azure. Fresh sea air, the sound of the surf, children's hubbub - beauty! The shish kebab was a success, it went like clockwork. Nobody even imagined
independent and homely. Thank God I felt better, I thought, and went to bed. The son, having walked to his heart's content in the fresh sea air, was already dozing. And then the apocalypse began. The fact is that when "Nastasino", like many other "haciendas" at the resort, was designed, no one, apparently, tested in practice how certain communications would work. In our room, for example, the shower itself, if you can call it that, was presented in the form of a shower head with a hose and a barely holding curtain. Usually I saw these in toilets and showers located on the territory of recreation centers, and not inside the room. Or public baths. As such, a pallet or cabin does not exist at all. Water flows into a drain hole built right into the tiled floor. That is, when one person sits on a potty and the other is washing (it is not excluded simply), then both swim or drown. Another nuance is the wooden slatted floors in the room.
Although this is also normal, so many build. But if the drain is constantly clogged, and water suddenly starts to flow out of the toilet-shower room, where there is not even a minimum threshold to the room, then what do we have? That's right - the flood! When the drain clogged for the first time, in a panic I asked my husband to call the owner Nastasino - Maxim. The guy came in half an hour, mumbled, but fixed the problem. I understand that if we carried buckets of sand from the sea and poured it into the drain, then, of course, there could be claims against us. And here is such a nuance. I was worried at the moment. And I must say not in vain. Every day, after each shower, I carefully cleaned up after myself and my boys, so that, God forbid, the water would not flow outside the shower room. Although everything functioned just like that. It was inconvenient to pull Maxim over and over again. Our hands are not hooks, we can handle it ourselves. Although according to the declared rules,
we claimed daily cleaning of the room on demand. I didn’t wash the floors at home, so I got lucky here. But I did not particularly complain, trying not to pay attention to minor troubles and ill-conceived owners of some construction moments when organizing their business project. Even the fact when, after returning home from the sea, waiting for a cool insipid shower, you go into the shower room, start to wash, and having lathered your head, you understand that the water had ended inadvertently - also did not spoil our holiday. It will appear after a while. Summer - dry three hundred times. Then we get home. And this happened several times a day. As Maxim (the owner of Nastasino) explained to us, these are voltage fluctuations at the power station and there is no personal fault here. Be patient and wait. Okay, what is there. Although for the entire time of rest in Lazurnoe, in various hotels and boarding houses, we are faced with such interruptions for the first time. Even a little surprised.
Well, they waved their hand. My husband made a remark to Maxim about this a couple of times, but nothing has changed. It suits everyone, Maxim snorted, but it doesn't suit you. Come on, I thought again, nothing should ruin our holiday. And only three inductive single tiles in the kitchen for all vacationers, which is very inconvenient, and a ban on using an electric kettle and a hairdryer in the room, rearranging furniture, and “hang at least one rope for things” and much more. “For such money! ' I started to get excited. But I immediately counted to ten. For your boys. We are still non-conflict people, we always try to agree and solve everything with words. And if not for this ill-fated barbecue poisoning, then everything would be fine. No conflicts or claims. But alas, that's how the stars are aligned. So, it had to be.
My husband staunchly and heroically tried to clean up the shower, and the water with the same zeal did not want to go down the drain.
It slowly leaked out of the shower-toilet and instantly soaked into the boards on the floor. With a rag I caught a puddle in the room as best I could. Trying not to wake the baby, my husband and I rustled like real cleaners. I also did not want to disturb the owner of the hacienda and his wife at night. Somehow not kamilfo. They are also people and also love barbecue and Crimean wine. So we did it ourselves. Having almost eliminated the problem, we were ready to breathe a sigh of relief. But then a low voice came from below. It turned out that the day before, a family with children settled in the room below us and we drown them. Let's drown! ? We have not turned on the shower for twenty minutes. Working tools - a toilet bowl, a washbasin, a bucket of water and rags. It turned out - yes. We drown. Water through the wooden ceiling, as flimsy as the floor, dripped onto people's beds. People were shocked, just like us. Suddenly. I didn't even think about the flood. Well, it's not all that messy.
It seems that Niagara Falls erupted from her husband. And not only from him. It was as if we were standing with the whole family and specially poured water from three showerheads directly onto the floor in the room. I was about to run to Maxim, the owner of the property, but he, like Superman, had already arrived at the place. That is, in our room. Not paying attention to the fact that our son was already asleep, he turned on the light in the room, waking the child up, and rushed to the toilet with screams and a rude husky what happened there. I have not heard such a selective swearing anywhere and in any other place where we have ever rested. The husband said that trouble had happened to him - he had poisoned himself, he became ill. And he is currently doing everything possible and impossible to remove this apocalypse. But Maxim wound up in earnest. He rushed from the toilet to the front door and yelled that he would call the police, they would all pack us up and rake in, take us to hell. Specifically insisted that we immediately vacate the room,
despite the night and the fact that we are with a child. We apologized, as it was very unpleasant to be in such a situation ourselves. We tried (without obscenities and insults) to convey that we would personally eliminate the consequences of the accident. However, Maxim was not allowed. Crimean wine warms the blood. The husband began to defend his rights - the client is always right and explain on his fingers that if the drain had been working, then this would not have happened. Didn't help. I asked him to stop, as it was pointless to argue. Yes, and the son is present in the room. We should not throw him out of the room, so that he would not listen to all this. If they were themselves, the conversation would be different. And we once again tried to convey to the owner that we are adequate people and that this can happen to anyone. But the guy vomited and carried. He was trying to prove or show something. What? Unknown. Of course, given my husband's weight class, Max could have rowed away from him decently.
But we are normal people. And towering over Max, like Goverla over Prut, my husband tried to exhort him to solve the problem peacefully. Smarter and friendlier with her head turned out to be Nastya, Maxim's wife, who asked him to calm down, pointing at our son and saying: "Max. Child... ". And our awakened child sat, huddled in a ball, covered with a sheet with his head and covering his ears with his hands, listening to how adults solve a certain problem. On the request to leave the room so that our boy would not listen to the selective obscenities, and to finish on the street, Maxim did not even respond. And he also has children. And everything happens in this life. Nastya advised us to turn on the shower "not all". And in the end, Maxim, realizing that the neighbors are peaceful and not scandalous (for which they have a separate respect), settled down, stopped hysteria and left, advising finally to solve the problem with the neighbors from below. We, of course, decided. Husband apologized to people three hundred times
, asked how we could compensate for their excitement and inconvenience caused by us at such a late hour. He also offered to help with cleaning, to which people replied: "With whom it doesn't happen. We'll clean it ourselves. " Nobody got angry at anyone. After all, we are all decent people. I repeat this again. And I am 100% sure that such an episode in Nastasino is not the first and not the last. But after all, so that this does not happen again in the future, the owners need to tighten up and bring the built to mind. So why? After all, it is easier to screw, bend and put people in an unpleasant situation than to do everything as it should be. Fast building - fast lave.
Epic summary. Until three in the morning my boys could not sleep. The son had nervous stress, as he was very worried that his uncle would really evict us at night on the street and the police would take us away. He had a headache and had to be given pills. Barely calmed down the child. Until dawn, I digested all the mats of Maxim and decided
Why a new scandal on the road? I told her in the car on the way home. He asked why I didn't call him. He would have him in the end... That's why I did not call. We are normal people. “Overall, we had a great time! "- cheerfully said the husband. Who would argue. And my son and I agreed. After all, nothing could spoil our good impression of a vacation at sea! Tanned, swam, dived, pizza, rides, souvenirs - all in full. What about sediment? Yes, what is there. Leave and be forgotten. Although before the child, Max should have apologized. It's not right how it turns out.
Here is such a story. Everyone can draw their own conclusion from it. Decide for yourself who is right and who is wrong. Precisely because we are adequate people, my husband did not give Maxim “bream”. So, like a father, so that he knows how to talk with adults and behave in front of children. Although it wouldn't hurt for sure. And the fact that there are a lot of good reviews, so it pleases.
May the person be fine. Although where and where these reviews come from, I know very well. If there was money - reviews can be bought in unlimited quantities.
There are a lot of bad people in life, so nothing is surprising. Thank God, there are more good and adequate ones on the way. I think Maxim should be left a chance to "think".
This was our experience in Nastasino.
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