Saradari Beach Hotel - Adults Only

We paid in advance for a sea-view room with advertised four-star amenities, including a TV, Wi-Fi, and a closet, but what we got was called an “upgrade” and was anything but. The view was only partial, there was visible hair in both the room and bathroom, and there was no TV, working Wi-Fi, closet, or hangers. We had to keep our things in our luggage. When we raised these basic problems, the receptionist was incredibly rude and told us to leave if we didn’t like it. They refused to refund the prepaid booking, so we had to pay for another hotel to get away. The place is misleading and unsanitary, and the staff were openly hostile. Don’t waste your money here. This was without a doubt the worst hotel experience I’ve ever had.

We loved the beautiful grounds around this hotel, with all the flowers and trees, and the large pool was spotless. George at reception was a standout, friendly, helpful, and always ready to assist. The service overall was excellent. Breakfast was fairly basic and didn’t have much variety, but it didn’t affect our stay. We still had a lovely time at this hotel in Greece and would definitely recommend it.

It was very peaceful here, and the hotel had a lovely view, good breakfast, and a really nice pool. The rooms were comfortable, too. George and his mother looked after us so well and made us feel at home. The hotel is amazing, I fully recommend it, five out of five.

The breakfasts were genuinely good, which was lucky because you’ll need energy for the dusty, 300-metre walk to the beach and back along a road that feels like a construction site. You’ll arrive covered in grit. There are photos for anyone who likes horror. The rest of the stay felt like being an unwanted guest after paying for a holiday. When I arrived, I asked George, the owner, for a towel, a glass, and a kettle. He said I was “too much trouble for the first day.” Later he said I was lucky to have booked two months ahead. I can only imagine what happens to people who book three months ahead. Need a clothes dryer? George’s answer was, “I have four hotels, you have none.” The room upgrade is a fairy tale, since all the economy rooms are copies of each other. The only thing that changes is whether you believe him. There are exactly two cleaners for the whole hotel. If you get back before 5 p.m., the room will be untouched. By 6 p.m., they might change towels and hand out shampoo as if it’s 1943. On Sundays there’s no service at all. Maybe the cleaners are at one of George’s other three hotels. Shampoo appears every other day, perhaps delivered by carrier pigeon. There’s no hand soap, so I had to decant some from the public toilets. Lighting seems to be a luxury. Ask for a bulb to be changed and you’ll be called a “prima donna.” Your evenings will be spent in pitch darkness, which is great if you’re trying to build night vision. The bathroom sink is only 65 cm off the floor, so every wash feels like training for a squatting championship. Don’t bother with the safe either. The key was supposedly “lost by other guests at the beach” and is still missing. This wasn’t just a bad Monday, it went on for the whole stay. George won’t replace bulbs or safe keys, but he’ll happily start an argument at the drop of a hat. https://youtu.be/hAsAjapxREg?si=djOFRpUrnbn-1EhL Holiday ruined. Just the facts, Your Honour.