Surprise! We are back in Dhaka. Given our track record in all things transportation, we decided not to fill you all in until we actually had our feet on the ground in the city. Thanks to an impending nation-wide strike that will supposedly take place tomorrow (our original departure date) we decided to push our return up a day. Jasim claims that the strike has been organized by an unpopular group and therefore will only be 'minor' and 'probably over by lunch'. Never-the-less, it was not a day to travel, and the prospect of being stranded on the boat and/or missing our flight was altogether unappealing. So, here we are.
Our bus ride back to Dhaka was, to our pleasant surprise, somewhat less harrowing than our first trip. Only 11 hours (as opposed to 12), significantly less swerving, and only minimal honking by Bengali standards. And, after lunch, Jasim treated us to a delicious Bengali dessert that they call 'yogurt' but is much more likened to caramel custard. How did it take us 4 weeks to learn this existed? We will most certainly be getting some more tomorrow.
We revisited an old haunt for dinner-the Italian restaurant where we had our 'welcome to Bangladesh' meal. Pizza and chicken parmiagiana, hold the rice! Clean plates all around. Tomorrow Jasim has informed us he will be back early to pick us up. We believe him, he blew into our room at 530 this morning like a tornado. Tom reminded him that we were not leaving for another hour to which he frantically responded 'oh yes yes, I know, relax'. What a guy. We will miss him. And, what do you know? He loves NY!
Our bus ride back to Dhaka was, to our pleasant surprise, somewhat less harrowing than our first trip. Only 11 hours (as opposed to 12), significantly less swerving, and only minimal honking by Bengali standards. And, after lunch, Jasim treated us to a delicious Bengali dessert that they call 'yogurt' but is much more likened to caramel custard. How did it take us 4 weeks to learn this existed? We will most certainly be getting some more tomorrow.
We revisited an old haunt for dinner-the Italian restaurant where we had our 'welcome to Bangladesh' meal. Pizza and chicken parmiagiana, hold the rice! Clean plates all around. Tomorrow Jasim has informed us he will be back early to pick us up. We believe him, he blew into our room at 530 this morning like a tornado. Tom reminded him that we were not leaving for another hour to which he frantically responded 'oh yes yes, I know, relax'. What a guy. We will miss him. And, what do you know? He loves NY!
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