"Первое море" сыночка - мамин кошмар на целый год "First Sea" son - mother's nightmare for a whole year

Hello, dear indignant!! ! Honestly, I really wanted to write a review right away - there was no Internet, so passions subsided, in 2008 we rested in a completely different place, and now, choosing a place to relax, I stumbled upon reviews of "Moscow Dachas" - and, you know, all the memories came flooding back - as if it was yesterday.
Let's start with the design - a little room at the factory, but the aunt is nice. She showed photos, told how great it would be that there is everything on the territory: a playground, and security, and silence, and the sea is right at the gate. It should be noted that my son was 1 year old at that moment, and they promised me that food is not a problem for him, that they have a children's menu, and since the child is small, then a 50% discount. Everything is great! And a lovely double room on the second floor of a white building. And all it will cost me is 24 euros/day. Checked out. Well, I still thought of buying tickets myself (and return tickets too). Go.
We arrived at Seven Wells, I must say that they did not deceive us with the transfer, we met, delivered in the best possible way. The territory shocked - tiny, the houses are poked - there is nowhere to spit, but at least it's clean and beautiful. Now our cottage is "beautiful". he found himself on the very outskirts of the fence, next to the exit, which no one locked or guarded, through which, with a roar of night and midnight, all and sundry dragged along, and not only "their own", but also strangers, in order to shorten the path. And under the windows of our cottage there was a parking lot of a local gazelle, which was started somewhere around 5 in the morning, warmed up to go to the market - and at that time we breathed "fresh" air and enjoyed the "silence".

Now a double room. Shock is not even the right word! It was. . . a balcony!! ! The real one, with a glass door sealed with white paper. In the room there are 2 assorted bedside tables with jamming doors, a single bed and an antediluvian chair-bed (as noted above: smelly, from the garbage heap). All. And also dirt and dust under the bed and armchair. And a window that didn't close. I was hysterical - I called home and cried into the phone - they consoled me as best they could. By the way, on the 1st floor, exactly the same balcony, with exactly the same furniture, was considered single and cost 16 euros, and the granny who lived there always ate in the dining room, and my son and I skipped dinner - a very inconvenient time - the very beach.
The nutrition of my child turned out to be my problem - there was no children's menu at all! I, locking the child in the room while she was sleeping, like a mad horse rushed to the market for cottage cheese, fruit, etc. In a state of hysteria, she rushed among the rows there (what if he woke up and roared at the whole boarding house! ), She quickly bought everything, grabbed a taxi and flew back! Thank God everything worked out!
Milk for the night had to be bought in the kitchen, because. it was not included in the cost of meals. Thanks to the chef girls: they even warmed it up, and by the agreed time it was always ready.
The only thanks are to the staff of that period. They really honestly did their job, for which, I must say, they were paid very meagerly, they also guarded so that the potatoes would not be taken out! Funny!!!
And my child liked the sea! So let's go to Riga!! !