Guest User
July 1, 2023
The food was horrible. The same food every day, old, I even found mold on some bakery products. Being pregnant, I didn't even have the confidence to eat anything other than bread and soup. The food was a dish of all kinds of vegetables with a few pieces of meat that ended very quickly. Cut vegetables that were dry. In the first instance, there were only sliced apples and oranges for dessert and two kinds of cakes that were old. Everyone complained about the food. At breakfast there was no milk at all for the first 4 days, although there was cereal, the staff saying that "the guests consumed it all" and then bringing two thermoses of cold milk. The morning sausage was stale, or had been cut for a long time and was dry, with a sickly appearance. The fried potatoes they brought along with nuggets and other fast food products were beyond criticism, tasteless, dry, etc. A food so tasteless that you could say it was cooked that way only on purpose. The room was horrible too. I got a room on the 4th floor, with a balcony whose plaster was about to fall, two plastic chairs, only 3 sockets in the whole room (including the two from the TV and receiver). The sockets were not next to the bed, but on the other side of the room. The bathroom. No shower cabin, but practically you had to squeeze yourself next to the toilet to wash yourself. A bathroom of no more than 2 m2, in which you could not leave anything when you showered because everything would get wet. Starting with the 3rd day, we stopped haveing hot water and then water at all. I would like to point out that I purchased the most expensive room, marked as having 20 square meters, that later on booking after we checked in, we saw that it was actually only 14 square meters. We paid for it 638€ for 8 nights from 18 to 26th June. Relative cleanliness. New bedding, but the blankets that did not have bedding were full of urine and blood stains. The outdated and dilapidated appearance of the so-called "hotel" eclipses in any case anything that could have been understood as cleanliness. The desolate swimming pool, a few sunbeds and umbrellas, the classic appearance of an abandoned guesthouse by the Black Sea. The muddy terrace, with a broken awning, which when it rained practically protected only 3-4 tables of water. Insufficient seats when the hotel was full. Wooden benches on which you could not sit for more than 20 minutes without your back hurting. But what cannot be contained in images or words was the so-called "manager". A woman of about 40 years old, blonde and with relatively long hair, hateful and extremely rude. I had to describe her because when I asked her her name she told me that she is not obliged to tell me her name, a sign that she knows her job as well as what a 3-star hotel means. I approached it together with my extremely polite husband, we didn't want to cause a scandal or attract attention in an unpleasant way, we were even very understanding, still looking for excuses for