the worst vacation of my life.
This year, my son and I decided to visit Odessa and its regional attractions, well, as we decided, circumstances developed, or rather a combination of circumstances, we did not have time to make a passport for our son, it turns out that it is impossible for us to make both a passport of a citizen of Ukraine and a passport. I want to share my emotions with you, but first I’ll say, never, never ignore the signs, everything just screamed “You don’t need to go there”, but damn it, we’re not looking for easy ways, we need to find adventures on our ass, right awaysorry for those who do not like my comments, and so: We arrived in Odessa at 5-20 in the morning and decided that in any case, we have a settlement at 14-00, we need to take a walk around the city, we decided to walk from the railwaystation and to the Potemkin Stairs, on the way to look at Deribasovskaya street. Throughout the road, there was a feeling that you were walking through a garbage dump, everything was littered, rubbish was lying everywhere, asphalt - this is loudly said, it is gouged - disappointment. So I can’t understand, Crimea was already taken away from us, Odessa and its region remained, one might say, the resort center of Ukraine, so why can’t this historical city be put in order !? Deribasovskaya Street, in my opinion, a la a mixture of Hydropark, a little Andreevsky Descent and just shops, but the truth is only now, when I started describing our trip, I looked into Google and realized that I saw a small part of it, but what I saw was nothing special, Huge fruits stand along the street (lights - I understand that they glow in the evening) during daylight hours, they look like this, of course, I probably don’t understand something, but I didn’t like it. Then we went to the Potemkin Stairs, there, very beautiful, the view is incomparable, and clean, the park area, well, a fairy tale. I can’t say anything more about Odessa, we spent 4 hours in an empty place. Then we continued our way to Zatoka. Our recreation center is located at Odessa region, Belgorod-Dnestrovsky district, town. Zatoka, Budak Spit (https://favorit.zatoka-ua.com/), it is very difficult to get from the station by minibus from 1.5 to 2 hours drive to the center of Zatoka, I must say I have not seen such a barn, it is dirty, the asphalt is gouged, there are a lot of people, then you need to take a local minibus number 6, I must sayit costs 5 gr. , approached taxi drivers for less than 100 gr. they refused to go and this, as I was told, is 5 km from Zatoka. In short, with grief on the floors, we reached our destination, tired, not getting enough sleep. I didn’t withdraw cash, a large amount to pay the balance for staying in the room, for security reasons, but I thought it was a civilized place, there should be at least ATMs, but no, to withdraw cash, you need to return almost to Zatoka itself, a little before reaching it, after settling had to go back. I was very worried about the room, its equipment, location, and for good reason. The room itself turned out to be according to the description and photos as on the site, but the directors of this institution did not indicate all the information in the description, namely thin walls and the location of the base above the road, well, as above the road, there is no road as such - off-road, that is, open the window, it is not possible to ventilate the room, during the daytime it is a lot of dust, and at night - a detachment of mosquitoes, a mosquito net, so unexpectedly failed. In addition, there is nowhere to go out for a walk, you know, and the shoes should be appropriate, I had to go to buy myself the cheapest rubber slippers, so as not to kill my normal shoes. The room itself is a studio room, new furniture, really very nice, but the kitchenette, weak in equipment, there is a small tile for 2 camphors, a couple of spoons, a couple of forks, no knife at all, no deep bowls for soup, no frying pan, twosaucepans, two cups, two glasses, a decanter, a kettle, no microwave, there is a small refrigerator, a table, chairs, but so tolerably. The room has a wardrobe, a dressing table, two beds, one large bed and a sofa, which is also not small by the way. The first impression is quite good, I was already delighted, well, I think it’s okay that you can’t ventilate, somehow we’ll be under air conditioning and you can take a walk on the same minibus closer to Zatoka, by the way, not reaching Zatoka is very normal. In general, I lay down after a hard day and then the first acquaintance with our neighbors happened, people came to their room, and I have the feeling that everything that happens is happening in my room, in short, unrealistically thin walls, literally everything is heard, while I was at the base for 5 days, a little less, although they paid and booked for 10 days, these neighbors changed for others even worse, in short, people arrived, thumped and the beginning of the amusement had to be at lunch and until late in the evening, a break for about a couple of hours when they slept or went to the beach, at the same time, adults thump, children yell, several families arrived, in a company, probably somewhere around 3-4 children, maybe I didn’t see anyone else, in short, I was like hell, not getting enough sleep, like a zombie all on my nerves - kapets. In short, everything is thumping, drunkards began to walk back and forth, slamming doors, children gurgling, jumping, and here, I still find that I have a “live” ceiling - Have you ever seen a “live” ceiling? Here I am for the first time, in short, the door slams or some kind of gopan and the ceiling rages like the sea, with such waves, you lie on the bed and pray that he doesn’t fall and beat me and my son - tin (watch the video to the end, it was very difficult to catch all these clapping, unfortunately they were not made to order). In general, I wanted to agree on a normal thing with these comrades, but they are constantly drunk, perceive everything with hostility, no, of course I understand, people came to rest, they have such a concept for rest - to get drunk. Be sure to watch the video, though I said the wrong address there and called the base a hotel, and of course, due to non-professional equipment, unfortunately I can’t convey all the sounds and my emotions, but believe me everything is 5 times louder in fact. Generally on Sunday 13.08. , in the evening I couldn’t stand it anymore and started calling those girls with whom I negotiated and paid, it should be noted that the girl Marina came to count us, I thought that she was not the last person at this base, sort of sort of solved this issue, asked us to be patient untilin the morning, she promised to move us to another room, quiet and calm, I sort of calmed down, and after another 30 minutes - this drunkenness calmed down, the mothers of the children began to put them down, obviously the fathers changed the location. On Monday morning, I even went up to the room that I was promised, there were still vacationers, I talked to them, they said yes, they really like it here, I looked into the room and was pleasantly surprised, because the room turned out to be two rooms, I thought, probably people respect themselves, they are afraid of losing credibility and clientele, so we went to meet us. But by lunchtime, my worst fears were confirmed, now we don’t have the concept of ethics, a culture of relaxation, but simply respect for what you do and say, Marina came and said - “Sorry, I somehow didn’t immediately think thatYou have a one-room suite, and there is a two-room one, you see, I won’t comment further, there are no words that could express this whole situation, and he also says - “I’m an ordinary maid”, that is, an ordinary maid takes the calculation for the rooms, promises resettlement!?!?!? In general, dear comrades, I was hysterical, let's call another number, as Marina said - “Call Natalya, she is in charge here”, I was shocked by our dialogue with Natasha, I will not transfer everything, but I will not relocate, they didn’t promise to return the money, said Natasha, “I’ll put up your room now and if there are people who want to move into this room for this period, only then I will return the money to you, if you want you can help me sell this room for this period" - fine !!!!!! just a dick!!!!!!!!! When I finished the conversation, I was on the verge of a specific breakdown, plus I’m a girl with a good fantasy, in short, my brain began to draw terrible pictures regarding our health with my son, of course I wound up myself, I can’t stop, the infernal machine - “My Fantasy” is running andit's very hard to stop her. I understand something about how this system works, I have a friend in Katsevel who rents out rooms for the summer, he told me how it works, I make decisions to collect information on the Internet and run around people. So I got ready, I told my son - “Zhenya don’t open the door for anyone, if anything, call me right away. ”In short, I was absent for some time, I come, my son says - “Someone knocked on the door”, and literally a minute later, an ordinary maid came - Marina, they say, we can offer you to move to another hotel, I again offer herwhat you can’t, no, they gave her the go-ahead - she answers and then I broke down, burst into tears, in short, I can’t convey all these emotions, with grief in half, wiped my snot, tears, we went. Another hotel was not far from ours, further from the sea, the room that I was offered the windows look perpendicular to the road, I think it’s better, we go up the room itself is 2 times smaller, you can see the hotel is older than our base, there is no kitchen, there are 2 beds, bed +sofa, TV, kettle, refrigerator, ugly bathroom, small balcony, well, I didn’t like it, but we still have 5 days of rest, I think I’ll find out how much it costs. And I must say for our number we paid 9000 gr. (nine thousand) in 10 days. I go out and ask Natasha (she also came up to us) how much does it cost? And she told me - the same amount, 900 gr. per day is fine! Kick!!!!! And everything covered me, I’m crying again - kapets, the rest was covered, the money was lost, I was in such a state, horror, it’s not that I didn’t want to stay at this base, I didn’t want to stay in this place at all, in short, they probably took pity on me, but most likely they have already found people, they promised to give the money in five days. In short, I ran into the room, hysteria for 10 minutes, got ready, we handed over train tickets 20.08. , thank you that there is private 24, but there are no tickets back, I so wanted to leave from there that I was ready for anything, but thank God there is a bus from the bus station in Zatoka, as it turned out every day there was a bus to Kyiv, and how - once that day there were places, my happiness knew no bounds, in short, at 5 am on 08/15/2017. We were already in Kyiv, I was so happy to see my city, sometimes I swear that we are shitty - yes, we are super, clean, beautiful.
