The place is very ordinary, like the whole settlement of murzu. In winter, there is complete silence, there is nothing to do, and in summer there is pandemonium. There are a lot of vacationers who do not have time to clean up household waste. You can't drive through a lot of concrete artels, you can't park. The beach and the streets are poorly monitored now. It's a bit messy, but as always, we hope that everything will change for the better.
Finally I was able to get to my family and beloved Urzuf. The stops are in the Greek style, the village reminds a lot of Greece, the homeland of the ancestors, I really liked it. The roads were cleared. But everything is just ahead. I hope we don't leave Urzuf, it's ours now.