My last day in Uzbekistan turned out a bit messy and hectic

For the first time during my stay at the hotel, I went to the breakfast area at 7 AM, and everything was already crowded. I just couldn't find any empty place, and it was so loud, with children shouting and people speaking in a language I didn't understand. And I had only one feeling: it was like a gypsy camp, because their behavior, the way they were speaking, and their clothes reminded me of gypsies. So I left, hoping to come back later and have my breakfast, but when I returned, there was almost nothing left. Instead, there were dirty tables with breadcrumbs, and only a few dishes were still available. So this last breakfast at the hotel wasn't as good or enjoyable as it was on the previous days.

Still, the cleaning service man kept annoying me. He knocked on my door every 30 minutes and checked if I was still there or not. So I had to explain to him that I could stay until 12 PM because that was my check-out time. Luckily, after that explanation, he didn't bother me again until I left.

The next story happened at the airport after I arrived there. The queue for flight registration was extremely long. I waited about 2 hours just to get my boarding pass. I still had my online boarding pass, but they didn't accept it and made me stay in the queue for 2 hours anyway. So when I finally went through passport and border control, boarding had already started.

Now I'm at Yerevan's Zvartnots Airport, waiting for my next flight to Georgia, which has also been delayed until 9:30 PM. And I still need to fly to Georgia and check in to my hotel-style apartment in Batumi. But I'm glad that I left that country of endless queues, which I noticed from the very first days after I arrived.