What is Bangladesh
Bangladesh - a country in South Asia, the entire perimeter is surrounded by India, with the exception of small areas.
Bangladeshis are just so many. Their number is equal to the population of Russia, and now open the map and see the area of Bangladesh. How are they all fit - I'll never know. Bangladesh to relocate part of the population, for example, in Yakutia - has not found understanding at the local, because they do not know what Yakutia. It saved them.
in the record book of the foreigners at the airport bore the arrival of 34 people. Therefore Bangladeshi when a foreigner may create a crowd for 10 seconds. I timed. We are here - marvel. You just have to stop in the middle of the street.
Bangladesh - feminine. And it is not inclined. So after 8 pm on some men outside. For Haram, Islam, Sharia law, all the cases.
with a foreign language does not matter here. Therefore, riding a rickshaw, the first thing he will do - it will reach to a person who knows English, who understand the right direction and explain to him. The crowd, as you may recall, this action will meet around 10 seconds. Then all wonder where did you go, what's your name, where you are and what is it that you are cornered in Bangladesh?
I wish to visit Bangladesh advise you to get a T-shirt with the basic answers to hunt the natives. It is necessary to write "I'm from Rossiya" (by the way they pronounced that way), "My name is ...", "I'm fine", "My job is ..." It is in this manner you will ask each question (!) Bangladeshi. And they, as you may remember, a lot. After the fourth issue of their vocabulary ends. Leaving only their smiles and awkward silence.
Traffic trenchant Indian at times. Well, because they are in fact many, and each has taken in head to go somewhere. They travel continuously, at any time of the day. Therefore, there is no clean air. They continuously honk their horns in, jostle, bump into each other, so that I could not help once in a cart, took off from her forward. Bangladeshis sympathetically smiled and asked, "VEA th Frome?" Damn, ay'm Frome rickshaw!
Bangladesh - it's very cheap. And all around to Bengali. All. At the airport in Dhaka cloud of mosquitoes and beautiful girl-security. I would build her eyes, but you never know what there is: haram, sharia hijab, nicknames ... So we just carefully looked at each other, until the people came from prepaid taxi with the news that the city center will be worth the trip $ 17. Somewhere you can spend the same amount for the remaining 4 days of stay in the country.
"Dvuhkoeshny cipher" in the hotel "Al Razbak International" is worth $ 8 without bargaining. Well, I just can not afford to bargain for $ 8. The motto of the hotel "Clean - a part of our faith!". Looking a room I came to the conclusion that the guys are not strong believers. The man at the reception, distracted from prayer and simultaneous viewing of cricket for registering guests took pictures of us on a bar of soap. And I decided not to spend on each of the frame and took a picture together. More than anything, now I dream to see this image.
Someone Joel in a loincloth running after me around the coast Burj Ganga shouting "Mr. Pitar! Mr. Pitar! ". Mr. pitari already do not care: he dug in the beautiful painted rikshachih carts, piles of garbage and the mountains of tangerines ... "Mr. Pitar! I'll show you South Dhaka! Well I type guide "-! And we sailed the boat to the other side.
to go ashore and you demolish a crowd of children. There are so many that Joel could hardly restrain their head.
In this photo you can see how Bangladeshi child remove my ring. Joel takes us on his patrimony. His friend, the owner of a construction shop, after the "? VEA th Frome" suddenly for no apparent reason given out: "Is it true that you have received the law by which the Muslims need not circumcised?" And began to show the news in the Daily Press, poking at the same time for some reason, in the photo of the war in Syria: behold, they say, how to respond to this Russian Muslims!
Joel showed everything: ships standing by the shipyard, made the climb to the top of one of them, then just barely come down from there, once again led to a school where I left picked up one boy with the armpit, to later sell in North Dhaka .
Joel sailed us back, asking for his services to 250 rubles and a bottle of Coca-Cola. Its annual budget has been made in a few hours, I lay in "dvuhkoeshnom numbered" Hotel Al Razbak exhausted. Everyone was happy.
On the quay North Dhaka overcrowded. Another would be: Apples are sold in retail! Since the auction! Trader with a truck takes one into the hands, and the crowd shouts out the price. As if some apples rejuvenating, and that hundreds of Bangladeshis have already pulled their notes to the seller. By the way, the money they are very funny: compact, colorful wrappers. It seems that the central bank of Bangladesh yesterday plundered the game "Monopoly".
In the morning we went to the north of the country - the city of Rajshahi. Bangladesh, to be honest, deprived of the sights, and exactly where to go from Dhaka does not really matter. Rickshaw to the bus station shown on the fingers 40, and at the destination began to ask 400. The English refused to understand. Her salvation was that the passengers they are locked on the latch, but it separated them from the lattice. I fumed and raged, furious lion walked on this cage, and probably outside it looked like a walking swinging and shaking the hut of Baba Yaga, when Baba Yaga in her someone desperately beats. My anger he admittedly endured stoically, occasionally pulls his head when I hit her on the grate. When agreed poltsene, it is still very much like a farewell to the flip side of his jalopy. Hell, then it's not about the money! And basically, that you are trying to cheat. By the way, the English had finally cut through. The words "pho Andred three Andred" he operated quite confident.
Ah, Bangladeshi Province! Where native women running around without a bra, and past your window in the bus suddenly start to go down someone's feet to the roof. Where old driver buffalo whispering them in the "Mowgli", which, they say, "We're the same blood ..." and the preferred hotel for Bangladeshi businessmen worth something like $ 10 per room. Where the remains of an ancient temple, you can buy a team Pakistan cricket stickers and calendars with Osama bin Laden, and the rice fields share the earth's surface so that the Bangladeshi fabulous giants can be played on them in the sea battle ...