How about Hotan Hotel?

Hotan Hotel is the hotel where I stayed many years ago. At that time, it was a better local hotel. Although the building is elegant, it is very dilapidated and many places have not even been repaired. Entering the hotel room, it is not surprising that the room area is not small and the facilities are outdated. The sanitary condition was unexpected, because I saw a cockroach about half the size of a fist crawling around on the ground in the bathroom. Lying in bed watching TV, the TV of a big hotel in Xiao Qiang naturally belongs to a spherical picture tube. The channels are all local TV stations, and most of them are Uighur programs. Press the remote control repeatedly for a long time, only one Chinese channel can be found. Even the TV shopping programs are in Uighur, but fortunately, the Uighur female models advertised there are very sexy. However, it is inconceivable to find that advertisements for recruiting young people to be police officers are broadcast on Uighur TV stations in the Mainland. The biological clock did not adapt to the time difference in Xinjiang immediately. I didn't hear the prayers of Muslims when I got up in the morning. I probably slept too fast. Open the curtains, Populus euphratica and grapes, outside is the white wall of the hotel, and a Uighur grandfather is taking care of seedlings in the garden. I feel like I'm in a Central Asian country like Pakistan or Afghanistan. Picking green grapes in the hallway of the yard is delicious.