Once it brought us with friends in Alushta. It was a matter of May, we returned from the hike in the mountains, and in the city they went to the "Trail" to Simferopol to sit down. But, of course, they could not not go to the beach - only guys bathed, as the water at that time was still cold. We sat on the karentas, rissed in iodine, but wines bought in the Massandra company store.
The town is a quiet, beautiful - liked so much with its narrow streets and low houses that I ruined my husband, and in the summer we returned here, however, in another composition - family.
When leaving the trolleybus, a local resident promised to find us accommodation . I didn't take anything with us, her percentage of housing owners pay. Thanks to her, she took around the city, showed that we had enough for the price. It is a pity, some grandmothers whose accommodation we didn't like, they were afraid offended - as if we were entered into their doors, it means that it was necessary to stay, nothing that the bed was broken and the room with the hostess, and we indicated that we would like separately. In the end, they found a private pension with a well-kept, green courtyard, separate rooms with a kitchenette (plate, locker, stop and two stools), a gate on the castle (every tenant has its own key) and Mangal in the gazebo. From the pension the memories of the most wonderful, it is a pity that the phone of the hostess is lost ...
Food . After the beach, we went to the local "buffet", bought oatmeal or dumplings, after which they were drunk in the kitchenette. Cheap and angry. In addition, restaurants visited. From the local dishes I loved Juliented with seafood - there was no such delicious anywhere else. But on the beach (fast food) - so-so. Rapana on a stick - it's not mine at all ...
Beach - disappointed. He was simply filled, and the sea no longer groin. To take a seat for a towel, it was necessary to wake up at 7, or even before. And it is not a fact that you can't argue with someone. These are "weekends" ... In addition, all beaches (except one) were paid. And the catamaran bananas were also very expensive. Yes, and still - here there are stones everywhere, no sand. In sneakers with a thin sole, it hurts, and the barefoot can not be barefoot.
In the season, the town becomes the beeme - the people of darkness everywhere, near the beach all benches are busy. There is no cinema. But on the streets sell wine , spilling into plastic bottles or cups - but it is very tasty!
We conquered us Tours ! This is how the Stoekka Street, offering to organize a boat riding, on horseback and so on. Horses - fairy tale! On the farm, even the guys of ten years in the saddle were planted, and - not as in Kiev - not in a circle, they were taken into account, but built us by the Gusk, and we went to the mountains. By the way, I advise you to grab a carrot or a little raffinad with you in order to immediately make friends with a horse. The boat was also super, though not without a pitch (family with two children Paul road under the deck set, as the guys died out, so it is better to give a child to drink a pill from the seaside disease). A swimsuit is needed on the boat, since in the sea he stops so that the tourists are renounced.
In general, rest managed. And, they would not eat the beaches, it would be the best place in the Crimea!