If you would like a holiday which conjures up images of a concentration camp then this is the place to go! The Toll Hotel could be lovely if it was clean, had lights which didn't make it look like a dingy dive, sheets which didn't have stains all over them, enough water pressure for you to be able to actually wash the soap out of your hair and if you didn't have to walk through the Turkish Ghetto to get to the beach!

This place seemed like a Turkish holiday place, or a Turkish home from home as we were the only English people there and the hotel workers only spoke Turkish. Breakfast was watermelon and tomatoes and they wasn't any choice for dinner and no vegetarian option-I came home and had lost weight! You also had the pleasure of dining with no air conditioning and among the washing which was hung out on the lines and the hotel workers who took all the food!!

If someone could buy this place and put some money into it, revamp the cute little wooden bungalow... more