The last gas station before the border. You can have a snack, there are sausages, buns, coffee, tea. You can buy water and visit the water closet. It works around the clock. You can have a snack outside at a small spring, there is a table and benches.
There is a huge pit at the entrance, around which you need to maneuver so as not to leave the bumper there. Something went wrong with the service today... When I arrive, I say I need oil and call the admission, the gas station operator answers me: choose the oil there. I go up to the oils and start looking for what I need, the operator came up trying to help, says
-show the photo exactly which one you need. Without having a photo, I once again call the oil tolerance, to which the operator throws up his hands and says:
- well, I don't know exactly what you need...
I couldn't help! I had to find the oil myself.
I couldn't help, it's okay, but
what does it have to do with everything and for some reason she says her conclusions out loud! Not literally, but something like: "Who is this man who sent a girl to get butter..."
Regarding the man who sent me, he is a disabled person of the 1st group, who does not have the opportunity to go there himself.
So imagine this happens.....!!!!
There was a residue from the visit to this gas station
1. Minus the star for the pits at the entrance
2. Minus a star for the service today.