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As we drive on our way to Church of Multiplication, we see lots of bananas being grown. The interesting thing to note is that most of the actual bananas are inside blue plastic bags. This is to protect them from birds as well as to make sure they all ripen at the same time.
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It is amazing how this one was built. I couldn't see any way that it was supported, but it obviously is. But you can see in the picture that it's floating above the ancient ruins. The floor around this area inside is made of glass so you can see the ruins below.
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Our tour guide indicated that this is the only place we can try (and purchase) date honey. Normally, I detest honey. Nothing wrong with it, it’s just too sweet for me. But this, it wasn’t bad. But it’s not actual honey, since no bees are involved (and maybe why I liked it). It’s really a syrup made from squeezing dates. It’s really yummy so I got a jar of that as well as this date honey mixed with other things.
At this stop, we also saw some Russians purchasing baptismal gowns. The cold water must be OK for them, but we’re all in fleeces or jackets, and some in the group even had heavy sweaters and/or warm jackets on. These Russians were also quite loud and argumentative.
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We also had lunch here. We actually had lunch before we went exploring. I had a schnitzel.
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We finally get to the hotel and we’re all exhausted. It’s been a long day and I’m ready to relax. But no. Once I got my room assignment, I went to the room and the electronic key didn’t work. So I went to the front desk to ask them to fix it. They said they did, but when I got back up to the room, there was someone else in it. Crap. Back downstairs. Now realize that each time up and down takes about 10 minutes because of the elevator (a long wait, pushy people, largest hotel in the area, etc.). So while I’m at the reception desk, and I’m royally pissed off now, I inquire about my luggage which I didn’t see. They looked at me rather funny and said “Did you load it on the bus?” to which I answered “yes” with a raised eyebrow and a very irritated manner. Hey, after 12 hours on my feet, I was in no mood for nicey-nice. While the receptionist is trying to find me a room she calls the bell-boy to help me with the luggage issue. This guy was so rude! “Did you load it on the bus?” was his question also, but with much more attitude. I gave it right back. Then, he informs me there are still suitcases outside and I should check there. I did and found the luggage. “Why wasn’t it brought in?” was my question to this obnoxious punk and he started telling me about putting on some sticker on my suitcase. I told him that I didn’t know what he was talking about and he was still giving me lip about “how did I know where to take all the other suitcases?” and didn’t my tour guide tell us about stickers. No, she didn’t.
So after finally having gotten a room, I went outside and slapped the sticker on the luggage. I had to call the front desk and ask twice if he was actually bringing it up, since he wasn’t quick enough to my liking. But he finally brought it in.
Actually, I found many members of staff to be rude at this hotel. Other members of our tour group had the same sentiment.
Not only was the staff rude, but so were the other guests. There were Russians staying there. Oy! Need I say more? (they were loud, obnoxious, rude, and pushy, just to name a few behaviors.)
Dinner was OK. They had great selection, but it wasn’t as tasty as at other hotels. I found some beef tongue that was stewed and some other things. Desert was OK, but the yellow thing wasn’t good. Salads were OK too. Nothing special.
The room itself was very big, a suite really. A large bathroom, a nice bedroom, and a sitting room. The view sucked.
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