I paid for two nights, ascended several flights of stairs, and came to room #312. The door, swinging inwards, just had space to clear the bed which occupied most of the floor. Windows filled the adjacent wall, beyond which I could see the outline of a multi-peaked temple etched against the dark sky. I unclasped the curtains, wiping away the scene, and crossed to flick on the nearest lights.
Thank You Lord for getting me safely to this hotel in the first communist country I’ve ever entered! This. Rocks.