Hotel Kalma, Kalma Villa, Apart Hotel

Останавливались на одну ночь, номер был на втором этаже. Нам очень понравилось. Единственное душ только верхний, а шапочек для душа не было, гостям с длинными волосами неудобно.

We stayed in the Apart Hotel which is an annex to the Kalma one block away. Our room was in the attic with sky lights not windows so the sun baked the room when the temperature reached 95 degrees outside. In an evening we could not open the windows because the restaurant below had loud music until late at night. The bed was two singles pushed permanently together- no good if you wanted space and no good for snuggles. There was not even a bar of soap in the room let alone shower gel. The cooking facilities were basic but adequate. You should definitely visit Heviz but stay somewhere else that has air conditioning and doesn't have the gaul to charge for WiFi.

We were in Hévíz a city with natural peat-bedded warm-water lake, unique in Europe. Unfortunately, we proved to be unworthy of it, because we were found to be a Hungarian, intellectual family with small children, and not the expected, say, lower middle-class, older, preferably foreign, sample guest. The 3 stars proved to be a lot of things in the hotel, as did the holiday rating above 8, which was advertised as kid-friendly. Computer frozen on arrival. A long, growling line. Then a broken,closed garage door. Quarrelsome people, the arriving mechanic told my son that he was a dick hat. He then denied this to the reception manager, who said the thing wasn't even said, the mechanic was his friend, the normal man. So we don't, we lie. But he still waived the parking fee for one car. Anyway, we could learn to behave, if we paid 35,000 HUF per night and did not come here with a timeshare, we would appreciate this place: "It is not mandatory to come here, go to camping instead." Maybe he was right, because it doesn't happen in the tent that the couch in the quadruple room can't be opened, so there's no need to change rooms with half-sleeping little kids around 9 p.m., and my other son don't have to ask for another room because of the unbearable sewer odor emanating from the drain. Or the cleaning aunt doesn't explode into the little ones she's just put to sleep at two o'clock on a Sunday afternoon, screaming to take the trash. The conclusion must be drawn: never again Kalma hotel!