Happy Graduation Anna!!

The 150 Million People Of Bangladesh say...

CONGRATULATIONS ANNA!!!

Here is a random sample....





The men from the paper shop at New Market...




...and the street kids near the bookshops....








and the salwar kameeze models...






...and the block printing man upstairs...







...the plastic flower boy...








and the new market crowds say...

Obhinondon Anna! (especially that boy waving excitedly in the background)...

...and some people say 'Congratulations for what??'
'Being so clever', I reply.... 'and writing a great PhD'...
'Oh, I see', they reply (with newfound respect for my dodgy sign-writing)...



In the veggie market, the aloo man is very pleased to say...


The pann man too, (with a mouthful of betel leaf) says...








Down a Saddarghat, Old Dhaka, on a rickety old boat, we call out to the anarosh men, who shout back...
(Amy, too, says...)






Our boat wallah, between oar strokes, says...
and my sundor sobuj chadda (that's pretty green umbrella to you!) thinks...


















Down the river, at the Pink Palace, the cool boys on the steps call...






...and the hoads of people crowd around to say...
Is the little girl reading the English or the Bangla, I wonder? But she too, says...











The boy on the end asks 'What is an Anna?' But then he says...






Everyone wants a bit of the sign, so that they, too can say...







This guy wants to know all about you (you know, the usuals... your name and marital status) before HE says....



...and finally, after a meal of phuska by the lake surrounded by almost-touching couples, at Ramna park, the flowers say...

Congratulations - Obhinodon - Anna!

Happy Graduation Dr Anna!

...but one 'specially important person says congratulations...
a particular chotto bon...
ME!

Have a lovely, happy, squishy-hat-wearing, celebratory graduation day anna-p!

I wish I could be there!!!
xxxxxxxxx

The nine month mark... the coming of the monsoon and bangir chatha!

With the arrival of the monsoon has come the realisation that I have only three months left of my Bangladesh adventure, and with this too, the guiltly realisation that my communication has been woefully inadequate, and I haven't put up a single photo or word in a very long time.

Excuses a-plenty, I think the best one - and the one that will garner most sympathy - is that I was (uncomfortably, unhappily, but not life threateningly) sick for about three months, which culminated in an exciting not-so emergency evacuation to Thailand to go to the luxuious Thai hospital for treatment, which comparitively, could have been a day spa or five star hotel...

So, a small update on the last few months' adventures:
It started with a trip to india in Feburary; progressed with a few internal Bangladeshi trips to Chittagong, Sitakundo, Mymensingh and Bogra;

a visit from Anna and Mutti and more trips to Srimongal tea fields and paddle steamer-ing to Khulna (see Anna's blog for nice pictures and a good story);







a Bangladeshi wedding - the best wedding I've been to; and culminated in the 'holiday' to Bangkok's Bunrungrad Hospital...

So now, back in Dhaka, fully recovered, I'm guiltity enjoying the rain that is causing flooding thrughout the country and stomping in puddles on my way to work...

Bangir chatha, you might ask?The significance of the random Bangla in the title?

My favourite Bangla word: frog's umbrella, which translates to...

MUSHROOM!

Could you get a better translation if you tried?

Chittagong

I've been to Chittagong a few times now, but here are some photos from our first adventure there - on the way home from our epic Eid and St Martin's trip! Chittagong, for those of you not fortunate enough to have been there, is the second biggest city in Bangladesh, and is the port city for Bangladesh. It is also home to the biggest ship breaking industry in the world (yes, another claim for the biggest, best or longest from Bangladesh!) so navys and cargo companies and the like sell off their old ships, which are then torn apart and all parts salvaged for reuse. It makes for some interesting roadside sales points on the highway (from chandaliers to life jackets, you can get everything - in bulk, here) and some interesting human rights issues, but that's another story...

If I can remember rightly, that long ago, we went to the most important tourist destination in Bangladesh - mini Bangladesh! This excellent theme park has replicas of all the exciting tourist attractions in Bangladesh, so in about two hours, we managed to visit ruins in Bogra, the national monument in Savar, the sixty domed mosque near Khulna, and most exciting: the Chittagong Hill Tracts, to which we are forbidden by our programme to travel.... The sign on the right, if you can read it, is for a rollercoaster, and advises for the wearing of loose clothing .. like a sari on the rollercoater... bizarre.

We also went for a walk along the train track, along which there was an excellent food market, with heaps of spices, veggies, meat, fish - everything you could ever want for dinner!























We visited the turtle mosque, where people try to bop the sacred turtles on the head with bits of bread or meat, then wash themselves in the putrid water that comes off the turtles' mouldy backs... certainly an interesting experience!












We also visited the 'beach'- as one of Sarah's friends said, it would be hard work building a sand castle on that beach!

Bloody Eid (warning to vegetarians and small children - don't look at this post!)

I know that it was a while ago now, but it has to be recorded...
Eid number two (around December/Jan) is the Eid of bloodiness in which people sacrifice a cow, buffallow, goat, or anything else that they can afford, and give a third of it to their poorer relatives, or the poor on the street.

As queasy as animal slaughter makes me, I was keen to see this bizarre event, so, on St Martin's Island (where we were at the time -I know, this happened 6 months ago now!) we settled in on our veranda for some spectator sport...
There were several simultaneously amusing and disturbing instances of people chasing goats (in order to catch and kill them) in which I'm pleased to say, the goat made the man look rather silly... Not having seen enough of the action, we ventured out onto the path to have a closer look... and I learnt a little more about the anatomy of cows. That night (new year's eve, actually), we hoped for a little beefy action in our curry, but alas! In the spirit of the day (?!) we heard our chicken being strangled in the kitchen on its way to the table...

Buses, beaches and Burmese beer

I know it was a while ago, but I thought you might like to see some photos of my new year's trip with Sarah, Rich and Shelley, to St Martin's Island (the famous Bangladeshi tourist island at the bottom of Bangladesh, next to Burma); Cox's Bazaar (home to the longest beach in the world and great Burmese markets); and Chittagong (the location of the largest shipbreaking industry in the world)!
(yes, this is the bus we caught down - 12 hours of luxury....)

So... here goes!






A Buddhist temple in Cox's Bazaar

From Cox's Bazaar we went to a little island just off the coast called Moshkali. Getting there was an interesting experience - we walked along a rickety jetty over the mud, then on a path made of series of small boats laid over the mud...









Moshkali is where they make the famous regional dried fish (definitely an aquired taste!) and grow beetel.












Its a really mixed community, so we went to a buddhist temple, a hindu temple (below),


and went to see the indigenous people making traditional fabrics...

We also went to the beach and met some gorgeous kids, who work to collect firewood and mud from the beach...
















St Martin's Island is in the channel between Bangladesh and Burma, so on the boat down, we could see Bangadesh on one side (above) and Burma on the other (below)! It was probably as close as I'm going to get to Burma for a while, so it was pretty exciting!

St Martin's Island - a prime tourist destination for Bangladeshis is a pretty interesting experience for Bideshis! There was lots of staring, lots of small children shouting hello and not much tourist infrastructure... we were 4 of 6 bideshis on the island, which was crowded with Bangladeshi people on their Eid holidays. Not quite a north Queensland tropical paradise, but it was pretty fun anyway!


Avioding the stares - Racks of Arabia...




and some small children on the beach











Rich and Sarah at the beach...

We did manage to fit in a swim at the island - though not quite as you might imagine! Even in salwar kamezes (minus ornas so that we didn't drown!) we got major stares....














The advantage of being near Burma was the great Burmese beer that 'floated' across the channel...
It made for a pretty fun new year's eve!


Rich dancing with the locals at a 'beach party' on new years... and 2007 in Bangladesh....













Back at Cox's Bazaar, for sunset over the longest beach in the world....




Next.... to Chittagong!