The receptionist showed us the room upon check-in. We were satisfied. We paid and checked in. However, half an hour later, the receptionist (who by the way speaks Russian well) asked us to move into the next room, having failed to explain the reason properly. We discovered the catch later in the form of a non-functioning air conditioner. They categorically refused to move us back, saying that there were no other places. They promised to send a master, who of course did not appear. Only late hours and tired children kept us from escaping from this bedbug. Opposite, at a distance of several meters from the window, there is either a studio. a dorm, or a flophouse for migrants. We spent the night, moved out the next morning. Parking the car is a problem. Of the advantages, only a good pool.