Hotel Without Name

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Digging through my growing collection of utterly underused photographs from the past year, I stumble across these. They urge me to write a brief addendum to an earlier post.

Driving through the highlands of Kyrgystan in November 2014, I photographed two solemn shipping containers in the middle of nowhere and wondered what purpose they may serve. Coming back in August 2015 I found a busy summer pasture with a dozen yurts catering to travellers on the road between Osh and Bishkek. The containers belonged to the family of one of these yurts; they had started converting them into a roadside hotel, constructing a ridged roof, panelling the entry with pine wood, and installing an insulation glass door. The hotel had no name yet; the only signboard present advertised the phone numbers of a vehicle recovery service (computer diagnostics available).

Two young boys were running the place. They had padded the floor with felt and covered the walls in carpets, trying to bring a bit of the coziness and comforts of a Kyrgyz yurt to the cold steel of their hotel. A large stack of sleeping mats, pillows and Chinese blankets were waiting for the weary traveller. Of course, there was still a lot to be done. However, the hotel was open and a couple of Dutch cyclists had been the first guests a week before I arrived. According to the boys, the Dutch couple liked it a lot.


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