I should write about the resort, not just the hotel.
It's supposed to be a privilege to order from the menu.
But in reality, it was inconvenient for me.
On my very first day, I wasn't served at the seaside restaurant because I hadn't made a reservation. How was I supposed to make a reservation, considering it was my first day at the hotel, and no one explained that there was only one restaurant for dinner, no reservations required.
After all, the specialized ingredients don't allow for the preparation of dishes like Italian cuisine. It's as if they don't know what cream is in Egypt. And the food in the hotel is bland, the cheeses and cold meats, as usual, disgusting. The alcohol seems imported, but I don't know those brands.
The staff is helpful. And the grounds seem well-kept, the rooms are cozy, and the all-inclusive system is comfortable, but it feels somehow uncomfortable. There's a second, larger hotel nearby, where you can also go and eat buffet-style. This was a saving grace, because I had nothing to order from the menu. But the saddest thing is that we spent the entire hotel day in the toilet. I've never had such a bad experience. I was shaking. I woke up in the night in convulsions.
If someone likes Egypt, that's great.
I realized that after visiting Sharm El Sheikh, Cairo, and Hurghada, I don't like this country.
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