Grand Azad Dhaka
55 Purana Paltan Dhaka, Bangladesh
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Late NIght Zombies (Con't)
... first zombie from the balcony of their high rise and in that time, those four days, enough tension had been created to give these shadowy hallucinations just the right amount of validity. Master C had enough intuition to know this and decided to break the silence in hopes of creating some lividity.
"So you guys grow up in Ottawa?" He smiles and in that instant the shadows disappear and the metal in the shot gun in his hands takes on a glint worthy of a weapon wielded by ...
11 Days in Bangladesh
... and how I’ve implemented the PYP in my classroom while sitting in a hotel room across a table from a potential boss whose thinking 'can this guy handle working for me and living in such and such a country?’ That will be the all too real scenario come January. As a consolation if I don’t score a gig in January I will look to take the four month’s salary I’ll leave the Kingdom with and find a hammock and beach to relax on all come June ...
Late Night Zombies (Con't)
... him safe from harm. And that meant being awake while they slept. There was a natural consequence for staying awake that long. Four days into explosions and gun fire. Lally started to see clowns. Yeah you read it right clowns. Lally ******* hates clowns. Always has since that day and always will. His entire platoon turned into clowns. Some with fizzy red hair and white faces. Some with yellow bow ties and big orange noses. All of them ******* clowns. Days later when they ...
Bangladesh during the monsoon and Ramadan
... all be the same Ramadan food, comprising deep fried snacks, a pile of spicy chickpeas with whole dried chillies sticking out and served with what looked like rice bubble cereal.
The first place I wanted to visit was the large lake at Rangamati in the Chittagong Hills, which was listed as a dangerous place to visit due to insurgencies. Other than the possibility of being kidnapped, the thing to do in Rangamati was to leave ...
Old Dhaka
... holiday. After a little baksheesh (bribe/tip) changed hands, the gates were thrown open and I was allowed to roam the grounds alone. Next stop was Sadarghat boat terminal where I arranged for a leisurely one hour cruise down the Buriganga River. Two blocks from the river and I was hit with a smell so pungent I nearly fell out of my rickshaw. Walking down the shoreline towards the boat the smell intensified ...


