“Run by the most miserable man in the world. Also where's the loo roll?!”
We booked this hotel as we wanted a cheap and basic hotel in a good location and to be fair, that is what we got. This hotel was fine for us as we used it as a place to sleep, then in the morning, we upped sticks and went out for the day.
We arrived late at night and there was a board with our name on it in big letters directing us to our room (this got us off to a good start, thinking it was very suave). Mr Koursaros saw us and came over to give us a hand, seeming to be the usual helpful Greek hotel owner. All was going great. We got to our room (Number 8) unpacked our stuff and decided to go straight to bed to make the most out of the next day. Unbeknown to us that we wouldn't be getting to sleep until about 6 o'clock as we would spend the entire night battling mosquitos. Having killed around about 50 mozzies and baracaded anywhere that they could possibly come in from, we eventuallly collapsed. A few hours later, we woke up to more mosquitos and we put it down to our room being in the corner of the complex with its bathroom window virtually in the bushes. Since we were staying here for two weeks, we couldn't deal with that every night, so we asked Mr Koursaros if it would be possible to get a different room. I explained the mosquito problem, to which he replied there are mosquitos everywhere in Greece. Clearly not understanding the scale of the problem, I insisted whilst I'm aware there are mosquitos in Greece, this was ridiculous. He reluctantly checked his book and said "No." Trapped in the Mozzie box then.
However the next night was better, only a few. We started wondering perhaps they weren't coming in constantly and that they were already in, as on the first night as when we arrived, our doors and windows were wide open. In the couple of days we had been there, we still hadn't received any toilet roll, so I went to the reception to ask if we could get some. Significantly less cheery than the first time we met him, Mr Koursaros walks us over to a store room and passes me one. He then says he thinks the mosquito problem was because of the doors been open. I agreed with him and apologised for my initial misjudgement. Mr K then smiled and I thought "Great! He seems to be warming up to us". This was my second instance of misjudgement as the next day my partner smiles and says "Hi" to Mr K, to which he frowned and looks away. Ah. Guess he's one to hold a grudge then (although we are still not too sure what we actually did wrong..)
The younger member of staff was much more friendly, he had the ability to greet you should you go up to the bar and would always smile, two traits we never saw displayed by Mr K.
The rooms were clean and pretty basic. It offered everything that you would need should you want to self cater; Oven/Plates/Cutlery etc but nothing in the way of luxury, not that we were expecting that anyway. What were were expecting were plug sockets firmly in the wall and a light switch that didn't give us electric shocks everytime we used it, however this wasn't the case. The plug socket near the dresser was hanging out and the main light switch by the front door would administer a slight electric shock with every use. This lead to us just leaving the bathroom light on constantly and only switching on the bedrooms light from the swtich at the other side of the room as we were too afraid to use the shocking switch, however we didn't wan't to complain more. Clearly stating that something was wrong here is a bit of a no-no. Besides, it wasn't really too intrusive a problem, so we just got on with it.
The maids hose down the bathroom (perhaps why the lightswitch on the otherside gives us shocks) and empty the bins every few days. Changing the towels every other visit. One thing that they never once did was give us more loo roll. We began questioning we were supposed to supply our own or not. Surely that can't have been the case? I went to Mr K again to ask for more loo roll, he didn't apologise for there not being any, in fact, he didn't say anything at all. We walked back over to the store room. Keen to get him on our side as we didn't want to be hated, I tried whacking out the greek - this usually makes the locals crack a smile. "Efharisto" I say as he hands me the loo roll. "Parakalo" he says as he walks off without once making eye contact. Surely this can't all be from us just wondering if we could change rooms?!
The hotel itself is in a good location. A three minute walk to the main beach and a five minute walk to the strip where you find a good selection of bars and restaurants (Memories being our favourite!) and just down the road immediately leading up to the hotel, if you look in the drains, you can see the resident turtles! Turtles living in sewers seemed familiar, so having named them all Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael and Michaelangelo, we would stop and say hi each time.
Overall then, the hotel was clean and in a good location, the pool was nice. The rooms were fine by us as we just used it as a place to sleep. However, the problem of the loo roll, the mozzies and the shocking switch all seem amplified thanks to Mr Koursaros' absolutely horrible attitude. His hostility and unfriendliness (which I thought was unheard of in Greece) makes me not like the hotel and makes them problems seem so much bigger. Should he have been friendly, I would have not cared one bit about them but since in the two weeks we were there, he didn't make us feel welcomed or even slightly valued, I find it incredibly hard to recommend this place. In cheap Greek hotels, where they are all basic.. it is down the to staff to set it apart and create the experience. Mr Koursaros created the wrong one.
Avoid number Eight!
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