As most of you know, I have arrived! The trip was rather uneventful and painless. I spent the first two days in Dhaka and finally we arrived at the Emirates Floating Hospital last night. It was a long, 10 hour, bus ride from Dhaka with unnecessary amounts of honking and swerving to avoid other buses, rickshaws, people, cows, chickens, etc. I wanted to wait to bog about Dhaka after I was gone...hoping that absence does make the heart grow fonder! Needless to say, it was quite an experience. I feel that I am a pretty adventurous person. I began crossing 7th avenue (the busiest street in Corsicana, TX) at an early age with my father to run across from the rental store and buy snacks for our breaks. I am considered by most of my friends in NY to be rather brave and even a little crazy at times when it comes to crossing the street. However, I felt that if I even blinked for a second in Dhaka that I might be killed by some sort of transportation buzzing by in any direction. I have never seen such mass chaos. When questioning Jasim if there are many accidents his response was, "it is much better now with the new system." I cannot even imagine it before, nor am I sure what this new system is! Somehow we made it on a tour of the city and saw the Liberation museum (it is amazing to think what these people went through just 40 yrs ago!), Parliament, strolled through the park, and had some authentic Biriani for dinner. I was exhausted! Another night of trying to sleep with constant horns honking made me yearn for the peacefulness of New York City!
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