1. Getting ready to enter
I took a walk through the parking lot and around, towards the entrance of the salt marsh, in order to photograph the entrance of the buses in the salt marsh. No less than 3 filters of employees, again trying to control my words, asked me about my health, what am I doing there? One yelled at me and behaved deplorably. It doesn't even matter that I'm giving them free publicity, but the idea of behaving aggressively, obtrusively, insulting to tourists, is outrageous. That was the second sign of hospitality!
We headed to the ticket office, where you can buy in addition to entrance tickets and some salt products. You can also buy other souvenirs, toys, etc. at the nearby huts.
I bought tickets. This is where I got my third helping of hospitality, although I would have to call it thievery more accurately. Under the pretext that a group of children can only have 2 adult companions who pay for a discounted ticket, I had to pay for the whole ticket.
Not to mention that we were urged to cram into the bus that was waiting to leave even though it was full. Whatever...
Salina Ocnele Mari is a polluted saline due to the fact that access was made for years with polluting buses.