It was hot. I was sweating.
People were everywhere.
We (a group of international individuals) were 90 minutes early for our train to Shrimogol
this past weekend (decided to take a vacation in northern part of Bangladesh)
And because no one had ever taken a train, we had no idea where to wait, what time to get there, etc.
So we all just stood outside the station - inside was a little nuts.
Then it happened and believe me, this kinda thing only happens in Dhaka.
Suddenly a mass of people had formed a wall around our small group, just starring in a non-threatening
but very curious kind of way.
I have gotten use to the staring and did not once feel uncomfortable but
sometimes it just seems pointless to stand and look at each other for hours on end.
So I got out my Bangla book and attempted to interview a gentleman with a nice smile.
Here is some evidence of my terrible attempt...
I don't think they understood a word of what I was saying...but it was
FUN none-the-less...
...more to come of the trip up NORTH!
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