Villa Dida Resort

If I could give 0 stars, I would! But let's start from the beginning: Because our flights were cancelled and rebooked, we arrived a day later and thus stayed in Zanzibar for an extra day. We therefore contacted the accommodation and asked them to postpone our booking by a day. This was not possible. OK, we thought, no big deal, we'll just book other accommodation for the last night. There is one advantage to this: we can go straight to our room when we arrive at around 10 a.m. and don't have to wait until 2 p.m. because we paid for this room the day before and it is ready for us. But we were wrong. The room was not ready. At first we were put off with breakfast. Which was fine because we were hungry. (The food was OK overall, but unfortunately we had the same breakfast every day) But we actually just wanted to go to our room, change (I was wearing long compression stockings because of the flight), freshen up, etc. After breakfast, which we took our time with, we thought OK and now we should go to our room. But no, the room wasn't ready there either. We were asked to have a drink of water at the bar... we had just had breakfast and a drink, but OK. The water had been drunk and the room was of course NOT ready. The floor was still wet from mopping. Only after we pressed them were we allowed into the room. But the floor hadn't been mopped yet. The cleaner was still in the middle of cleaning. So the manager asked us to sit by the pool. He wanted to offer us an alternative. This alternative was right next to a construction site (another house was being built on the property, but more on that later) which meant that there was constant construction noise next to you. But this apartment wasn't ready to move into either, it was still being used by other guests. We asked ourselves where exactly our advantage was and declined this offer. When our apartment, a beach bungalow, was finally ready, we realized that it wasn't a beach bungalow at all. It doesn't have a sea view, nor does it have direct access to the beach. The air conditioning worked, but not very successfully. There was no fan either, you could only open the windows. In the evening it was more pleasant outside the bungalow than inside. We mentioned this problem again and again that day and the days that followed. At night it was so warm that you couldn't even think about getting a good night's sleep. But as if by magic, something changed and the air conditioning cooled the room so much that, even though it was set at 26 degrees, it felt like you were in a refrigerator. Now it was no longer too warm at night, but much too cold and I woke up several times because I was freezing. In addition, you didn't get any rest at night, but