There's two pools, enough for all customers, if only one weren't salt-water and surrounded by industrial grade sand coarse enough to rub the skin off a crocodile.
So, as everyone is at the one nice pool (which isn't the one with the slides, sorry kids), you won't find a beach bed unless you wake three hours before sunrise.
The hotel is German-owned, so their habit of reserving beds with towels is more prevalent than in regular hotels. The food is terrible, though I'm not sure whether that's because it's catering to German tastes or just to save money.
The beer is good, though.