I arrived yesterday, obtained a visa on arrival, was met by Saad's friends and then driven home by his driver, Hakim. The vehicles on the right caught my eye, little enclosed steel meshed three wheelers that we locally call CNGs. I was struck by the paint job on the busses - at least some of them looked as though they'd been through the wars, and traffic came to dead standstills much of the time. Horrid.
The house is luxurious with a staff of servants that far exceeds the number of family members living here. I have a wonderfully cushy room with a bathroom, ac and a ceiling fan, so I was happy as a clam. We stayed up late to chat, but I crashed around 10 because the time change made it really midnight for me; I was up at the crack of dawn, about which I shall write tomorrow as I'm headed to Old Dhaka early in the morning with loads of other stops along the way - Liberation Museum, Dhaka University, the Lalbagh Fort, etc...
I gave a peek into what I did today at the top of the blogs; more photos will come tomorrow. Now, bed.
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