Rose and Crown Medusa - Greek Tower It 's always a problem to speak ill of a place. It 's a matter of conscience
: if they speak well, nothing happens, if we talk about evil is always afraid of making mistakes, but the experience of the Medusa
really dissolves all inhibitions. The new restaurant of the Resort Tower of Greek, open for about a month, had repeatedly teased my curiosity: do you want for this job, you want to name it gives me a nonsocchè fascinating.
was now several weeks that we wanted to spend, but with some difficulty. For two Sundays in a row, were passing at both 20 and 22, of Medusa
doors were locked and the lights turned off bleakly. Yet the sign (paper written in pencil) attached to the glass is clear: open from Wednesday to Sunday from 18:00 ... boh ...
Curiosity mounts when I received entries friends who receive continuous calls for the feasts of the Medusa, which then remain outside
because "you get only a couple" . We are in pairs, so at least this problem does not exist (if I were not a couple, I am highly pissed)
I finally manage to break free for a Friday evening when, on Facebook, the Medusa promises Free Entry with lounge music and entertainment from 21.30. At 21.30
us at the door of the Medusa, opened with a long corridor in front marine style, soft lights, in short, a good premise. At the end of the corridor, a large lounge bar with white walls, tables and sofas. There is no living soul
. Two minutes and there comes a brave young man to place the decorative candles on the tables (spente. .. the door but not on) two minutes and still get the same brave young man to take orders. Without a menu. For those who still do not know, I hate places where you do not bring the menu.
Merin
@ Two orders a Bianchi and strawberries, a cocktail of alcohol I like. In the meantime you look around, without fear of upsetting anyone because the place is deserted. There was not a soul ... will soon? But if the start is at 21.30 (we are on Friday, the start of Friday should always be anticipated) ...
you look around, you notice the decor
to say the least "minimal" . White walls with paintings hanging mini, draperies hanging from the ceiling and lampadai blacks. Stands a billboard of a hairdresser, a poster in practice, and blue lights dimmed. Stand out even the tables and chairs obviously
Ikea, reflecting a certain lack of attention. The rest is a white desert.
come the cocktail: one knows you like vaguely
Zuegg orange juice , the two white wins with nails sufficiency. The music lounge is nothing but Radio Capri band lunar just like I could listen from the car, nothing more. You do
22.30 and not a single soul enter , or improvements lie ahead for the evening, the music does not change and when we leave for no one holds us with suggestions like "kids, go away already? Soon the party begins" or "Take another?" or equivalent, as it happened to us elsewhere. It is said in Naples: "Neither sense nor heat !"... The
I started to feel heat at the checkout, when a woman tells us that on 50 for 2 cocktails
shit the account is € 16 ... Well, 32,000 pounds of old coin for two glasses of fresh water are just too much. Pass the joke on Facebook, the steps taken for a ride on the hours, walk the desert or
Tibetan paintings on the walls with polyps type sailor tavern. but eight euro for a cocktail hour to be kept in a room without seeing a human face low (only scary squid) and not invited to stay for a mysterious "night lounge" is just too much.
In substance? Whether your invitations on Facebook, whether you're invited friends, stay away from Medusa
if you do not have money to burn and time to lose.
