Long live the robbery!
“Ropa, girls! Ropa, women! Real brine! "Representatives of the stronger sex in Morshyn can be confidently classified as sexual minorities - the vocal saleswoman does not even spend airtime on them. The trade in green plastic bottles with "real turnip" - an elixir of all gastrointestinal diseases and a means of mysterious "underwater lavage" - is sluggish. Girls and women rush to the central pump room. There are special machines (all civilian, no human factor), in response to the gentle touch of a plastic card write off UAH 9 and pour 200 ml of warm freshly diluted solution of truly "real" rape.
Those who want to continue the course of home improvement and improve the health of relatives who did not get to Morshyn, offer turnips in bottles, which are not visually different from those sold by the famous lady in the city park.
At every step - a warning.
"- outdated confrontation between official and" pirate "sellers.
Time in Morshyn reveals the properties of the wave: the beginning of the first influx to the springs of mineral water from 7 am, an hour later - all for a well-deserved breakfast, then a couple of such waves, after which they leave on the site in front of the Pump Room Seal-like Morshyn mongrel snooze. This is a paradise for stray dogs - compassionate vacationers will not skimp on leftovers from sanatorium tables.
Nobody will stay hungry here - catering establishments for every taste and budget: from simple, but quite edible and quite hearty complex lunches "U Boris" (50 UAH for the first, second and compote) or in "Dietary food" (90 UAH), to the Park-Lux cafe with quite Kyiv prices for lunch on the open veranda, where you and your culinary preferences can be admired by vacationers who parade along the central promenade (all the above institutions are located on the street. Franco).
A small but well-groomed city park with black "Carpathian" squirrels. From here begin 4 routes for "Scandinavian" walking. Judging by their indomitability - decent vacationers are not prone to such lies - they simply do not have enough time gap between water and food. Except on Sunday to recover with a barbecue near the lake, where "buying and fishing is prohibited. "
For the most restless, there is a bicycle rental and a couple of outdoor areas with exercise machines.
A good alternative to living in sanatoriums and hotels in the city center - picturesque villas with lawns, gardens, gazebos, barbecues and fountains. That's how we presented our mini-hotel, when we booked through Booking one of the top (judging by the reviews) villas. In fact, it was a fairly old wooden building with creaking floors, awkward narrow stairs, lots of dusty home-woven rugs, baskets, bouquets, wreaths and other "nostalgic" props from the 70's. Yes, and smelled like cats - we spent only one night there, but the pungent smell haunted us for a long time.
Not surprisingly, after a nostalgic test of apartments in "Villa Maria" - modern, tastefully furnished, thoughtfully equipped (including.
refrigerator in the room, the opportunity to use a separate kitchen, "living room" with washing machine, summer kitchen with barbecue) and sun loungers on a sunny lawn by the river at the edge of the forest - seemed to us just a paradise. To the Pump Room - 10-15 minutes leisurely walk along the deserted Railway Station Street.
On the only track of the railway, which frightened us acquaintances who have already visited Morshyn, actually drive one and a half trains a day, and the clatter of wheels almost does not reach the street. Riflemen. But the silence, tranquility and indescribable smells of the blossoming well-groomed garden, the friendly atmosphere of which is surrounded by the owners of the villa - will undoubtedly enhance the healing effect of the miraculous Morshyn rape!
All health and good rest!