So I’m jumping on the blog-bandwagon. I figured that for the next year while I’m out of the country in Bangladesh, instead of bothering people with a flood of impersonal mass emails, I would post it all in a one of these hip and trendy blog thingies, so that those interested could read about my life as they pleased. I have an affinity towards digression and half of what I write will probably be more like journal entries for myself to reread one day than anything else... but enjoy...

Thursday, October 20, 2005

A slower pace of life

The day after going to the Dhakeshwari Temple I went down to Old Dhaka to see the submerging of the statues. I had been warned about going down to old Dhaka by myself, but I figured I could at least poke my head down there. I took a CNG down to Buriganga Bridge 2 and felt like I’d entered a different world. Old Dhaka holds on to a sort of third world romance. From the bridge you get a good sense of the whole area. People bathing in the river, riding long boats across the river, old steam boats coming in. I walked along the river a ways until it started getting dark. I’m surprised I didn’t stand out more. Just interesting to watch all the goods being loaded off the boats, just a slower pace of life.

When I’m downtown in places like this I am a bit wary as to what I divulge to strangers about my life. For the first time in my life I don’t necessarily even tell them that I am from the US… usually Denmark, sometimes Sri Lanka.

Life on the Buringaga River, Old Dhaka

Rickshaws in Old Dhaka

A bit wary about actually taking pics down here along the streets and of the houses and things… got a nice shot of some kids flying a kite. The kite itself is up in the top right corner.

Kids Flying Kite

Kids in Old Dhaka


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