Marianne Hotel
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October 19, 2018
Welcome to hell. In your right mind and sober memory, do not choose this hotel.
To "Marianna" (among ourselves, we called her "Marivanna" for the rest of the rest time) We stopped by as a group. A family of three (two adults and a one-and-a-half-year-old baby) and I am a single woman.
We chose according to the principle: "two steps from the sea" and inexpensive. I'll make a reservation right away: this is where the list of advantages of the hotel has expired.
We booked 2 rooms: bigger and more expensive and standard.
However, at the reception we were given the keys to...two identical rooms. Only-on different floors: higher and lower. Explained: higher = more expensive and better. Below is what is called what God sent.
God sent me room 901. A dim little room with spots on the walls. But it has a sea view. In which hot tap water oozed- literally-a teaspoon at an hour. Based on the Russian experience, I solved it...to decant. Meanwhile, putting the kettle on.
When I returned to the room, the table was filled with boiling water. It turned out that the kettle was broken and only works on "on". Watering everything and everyone around with its contents.
It was already that much. I texted my friends that I was going to move to the reception. With all my suitcases. And it turned out that the guys in the meantime...they moved in with a scandal. The mother of the family was forced to cry by refusing to change the room or return the difference in price. Because in the previous one, the family found deposits of dirt and other people's hair right under the bed.
So, the showdown at the reception. They send a boy with a monkey wrench to my room. He's picking at the faucet. They change the kettle. Meanwhile, the TV goes out of order. The plumber (!!) tries in vain to fix it. I'm waiting for, for example, a part of the wall to collapse on top of the painting. But instead, the administrator of the "guest house" comes to the room and, with apologies, moves as much as 12 (lucky so lucky!) floor.
Life is getting better. The kettle boils at 12m, you can wash your face and even (oh, a miracle!) He's showing the TV. That's just the unit starts at night...to scratch and sigh like an old man. But it's not lonely, what to say. And some time later, the refrigerator seems to be about to take off: at 2 a.m. it starts rattling like a tractor.
Add to this the periodic stench from the bathroom and the rumble of the cleaning lady's cart from the corridor at exactly 7.30, and you get a complete picture of life in Marivanna.
Although, no. Without super breakfasts, it would not be complete. After paying 5 local thousand, you get a bowl of chemical soup, a glass of the same juice, cabbage with sweet dressing, sausage that Mendeleev would envy and coffee that is unsuitable for drinking.
What else? Think for yourself, decide for yourself. To deal with them or not to deal with them. And don't write off the review as bullying. No, I'm not overeager, even though I've been somewhere in the world. And the star rating of the hotels was also different. But there is a difference between "stardom" and "stardom", I'm sorry.
And those were the worst 3 stars of my life.
A simple example: when I went to the reception with another question, I noticed this picture: a couple of Koreans were settling into the hotel. Upon check-in, they were pleasantly smiled at and handed all sorts of amenities, such as freshly ironed bathrobes. We, the Russians, were treated without any problems when settling in. Apparently, having decided that it would do anyway...
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