A steaming hot and over crowded city, Dhaka, Bangladesh, A city full of treasure, of wonderful people, sights and sounds unmatched in intensity of anywhere else I have travelled.
The traffic is manic, totally gridlocked, buses, cars, rickshaws, scooters and pedestrians all struggling to move forwards with a purpose.
The buses crammed, where I guess a premium seat is a window seat, or maybe just stand in the doorway, got to keep cool man
I look through a westerners lens, and think discomfort, yet to the Bangladeshi, it is normal. Are we not pampered in the west?
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