In July 2014, it brought us to Berdyansk.
Never loved Ukrainian "resort" cities, preferred small villages, there and cleaner, and people are smaller, and the likelihood of catching some infection is below. Well, I was just convinced of my opinion.
It so happened that we drove into this seaside Mecca (as it turned out) without armor to any hotel, and reasoning that I would like something in the middle of July. As a result of our carelessness, we almost stayed spent the night in a car with two children, thank you by a random acquaintance, who persuaded her hostess to take us for one night.
Having spent half of the next day, we still found a decent room in a holiday home a 15-minute walk from the sea (although the owners initially declared five). The room turned out to be quite good at first glance, confused the fact that there were few children with children, although the territory is well-groomed, with a tennis table, shady gazebos and a playground. Later it turned out that the tennis table is standing there for beauty and racket with a ball do not give out that children cannot be hooked and run on the territory, residents can not bring friends, you can not eat growing on the territory and falling pears, you can not go later in 11 pm (the gate just rumble ), And there is still much impossible, which once and forever turned us away from such a kind of "rest."
Berdyansk as a whole is a separate song ...
Entertainment is amusement parks, cafes and all sorts of small nonsense sellers for children.
The overall beach is terrible. If you have a car, you can ride every day on the braid, but the second part of the rest passed without a husband and cars, so I had to go to the third city beach. If it were not for a girlfriend's mother, standing early and the place that occupied us near the water, to nine o'clock we would be located either standing on one leg, or on the same line with the fish and ice cream stalls.
Sea of people, absolute antisanitary, thanks to which my youngest five-year-old daughter has picked up such a virus in recent days, the consequences of which we were treated with antibiotics in the branch of the purulent surgery of Zaporozhye.
In confirmation of his story I make a couple of photos of the beach (I hope no one knows myself) and categorically I do not recommend going to this dusty and dirty city in the midst of the tourist season with children.
