More Queuing at the Belarus Hotel

 

Belarus seems to love queues and yet again at the Belarus Hotel, there were more to check in. Not that they were too bad, as Sport Options got us all organised.


So perhaps after another hour or so, I'd got my room on the third floor, with a nice escape route over the roofs in case of fire.


I don't know why I'm paranoid about fire, but I've lived in tower blocks in the Barbican, where they leave nothing to chance. I doubt that concrete hotels in Belarus are as fire safe.


I'll talk more about the hotel later, but it is a bit of a paradox. It's ugly and set in beautiful, well-kept and safe gardens. My room was very tired, but the staff were generally helpful, even if a lot had no English at all.