Baia Sangiorgio

Fantastic beach resort offering great service, comfortable facilities, and direct access to a beautiful stretch of coastline. Everything was well organised, and the atmosphere was both elegant and welcoming. We had a very enjoyable day and would happily return.

I regret having to write a negative review due to the alleged handyman or lifeguard, as the facility is not bad. Unfortunately, while I was on the solarium as a hotel guest, I saw an available lounge chair, and after having lunch at the restaurant and taking a bottle of wine, I lay down to relax and enjoy the sun. In the middle of my sleep around 3:30 PM, an employee of the facility approached me on a scooter and told me to get up from the lounge chair in an ungracious manner. I, taken by sleep, got up, he took the lounge chair, and then I noticed that there were four other people on deck chairs and two on lounge chairs in the solarium, and the young man did not go to them either; after taking my lounge chair, he left with his scooter. I am attaching a photo of lunch to prove that I was indeed at the facility. I was very disappointed both by the manner and by the fact that I had consumed and was a guest of the facility, but perhaps I was not liked.

I was on August 13 with my partner. The price paid, upon reservation on their website, was € 50.00 for a sunbed and umbrella on the cliff (place chosen by me). In addition, euro 3,00 parking. At the entrance there is a notice that categorically prohibits the entry into the beach of food and drinks introduced from outside. We had nothing in tow, except the classic and voluminous beach bags, no one asked to check what we brought with us. Welcoming was good, kind receptionist. After parking the car we walked to the beach, crossing an asphalted avenue, not recently. There are no longer the old camping pitches, which have left room for masonry constructions. Continuing on the avenue there is what remains of a basketball court, with only one basket, impractical court because in need of drastic renovation, in the same area there is a beach volleyball court, also sad and impractical: the sand, mixed with the ground, sent chills just to see it. Once on the beach you can see the buildings that contain the cabins, the same as those of more than twenty years ago, with poorly laid covers. We approach a lifeguard who kindly accompanies us to our station, I repeat on the rocks and very close to the sea. Nothing to say about the cleanliness of the space allocated to us. At lunchtime we approach the bar and, with amazement, we learn that the only filling of a sandwich could have been with bresaola; again nothing to say about the kindness of the staff. We settle for the sandwich (6.00 euro bresaola and a tasteless spun pasta cheese) the bread was clearly industrially produced, worthy of further cooking (which, probably, should have happened at the time of filling by passing it on the plate). I doubt we'll return.