OWR Piramida 2

Okay.

The only real plus was the location. We left the building and reached the beach after a few minutes' walk. The rooms, though, look frozen in time, like something from a '90s horror movie. The orange curtains don't keep the early sun from waking you. Sounds from the hall came through as if there were no door, and we could hear the neighbor's TV. The pillows felt like scraps of old fabric, the sheets looked unwashed, there was hair all over the carpet, rubbish behind the bed and dust under the radiator. At check-in, the woman at reception seemed irritated that we had arrived. She sighed heavily and came across as unprofessional. We were charged for parking, though the place hardly deserves that name. We were sent to a gate beside a big tent filled with broken beds, with a small playground on the other side of our car. The listing called it private, paid and secure parking. In reality, you park wherever you enter, among broken curbs and roots you could easily trip over. Half the cars were tied up with string made from an old bedsheet. Safety was basically mud and three sticks. The WiFi seemed to exist only in theory. You had to rely on your own internet, but that was blocked too. In the end, you could get online outside the 'pyramid.' The shower head holder was broken, and there were reminders everywhere about saving water and keeping showers short. My friend and I felt as if we'd gone to a summer camp 25 years ago. After taking photos, we went back to the front desk to report the room's condition and the missing power strip and TV remote. We wanted to document everything before bringing our things in, so we wouldn't be charged for damage caused by previous guests. We were told, "I don't have time to keep an eye on everyone." When we asked for a remote, the woman said she had no time for nonsense because her paperwork was a mess, and sent us away. From the start, we felt unwelcome for having shown up at all. The remote arrived an hour after we got there, but it was broken and automatically muted the TV. A seaside stay should be nice, but this building made it feel like we were being punished for trying to have a good vacation. I don't recommend it.

The food at this seaside rehabilitation center was monotonous, tasteless and poor quality. The rooms were dirty, and cleanliness was clearly lacking. Furniture was old and worn, while the beds were so uncomfortable that resting was difficult. My stay was very disappointing. I definitely wouldn't recommend this place to anyone looking for comfort and a welcoming environment during rehabilitation.

The Wi-Fi barely exists in practice, and by 2025 that should be a punishable offense. Mobile data was awful too, on Orange with an iPhone 16 Pro, unless you enjoy a return to the 2G era. There wasn't even a towel. In a guesthouse? Welcome to the 21st century. Cleaning was something else: two ointments and an empty energy drink can were under the bed. The place had the feel of a college dorm, without any memories. The receptionist seemed to want to keep her distance. No effort, no smiles. Maybe another line of work would suit her better. If you want to stay somewhere where time has stopped, go ahead. Everyone else should avoid it.