one page in my book.

Couple of days ago, I accidently got a chance to watch life in Bangladesh on some TV show. That totally reminds me of my experience in Bangladesh. I visited Bangladesh with my friends like a year ago for a month. During one month we had experienced so many things that we’d never experienced before in our life. Those were not only funny and exciting but also weird and annoying.

First, Transportation system is never on time. My friends and I were flying from Australia to Bangladesh and for exchanging our flight we had to wait for a little bit in India. But as soon as we arrived in India, we found out that our flight got delayed. It was so frustrating for us because we were already so tired of our long flight trip. Besides, the condition of Calcutta airport was seriously not good enough to stay for couple of hours. It was almost impossible to think that airport as an international airport especially when you just had been in Bangkok airport. Anyway, what we got surprised by after the airport was the reaction of Bangles (Bangladesh people). Since the airline gave them food as a token of apology for being delayed, they were totally ok with waiting more than 6hours in the airport and happy for the food. I still can’t understand that. This kind of thing happened one more time to us. We were heading to India and choose to take a train rather than flight. We didn’t know why but our train was delayed somehow and no one knew when the next would come. Therefore we were waiting for our next train blankly. Since it was 11’o clock of something, it was really cold so we couldn’t help sticking in our van. It was 12 of us in one van and we could take our train after 6 hours.

Second, the immigration would never end. Usually most of the airport might have scan machines in immigrations to make progress. But India and Bangladesh don’t have any of them so they basically type everything in computer. It doesn’t sound bad till now, but the problem was that they typed so slow!! It seemed like they don’t know how they have to put their fingers on the keyboard for typing fast. He just checked every single alphabet every time after he typed one with his index finger. It’s more surprising that they had been working there for a while but didn’t make progress on their work. I definitely do not generalize everything with one case. It always had been like this every time when I got to the immigration not only in airport but also in train station. It took 2hours to pass trough in train station and 4 hours in the airport. What made airport worse was the waiting line. Oh, actually it’s more right to say there was no waiting line. Bangladesh people don’t take about keeping lines. For them not keeping line is kind of silly thing to do so they prefer just going for doing how they want. So we were waiting for our time, keeping our line and thinking they are silly. But I think they thought us silly because we really were! Without cutting line and slipping right into immigration booth, it’s obviously impossible to make it through. Besides, not only cutting line make you silly but waiting before immigration booth too. The one who were in the closest spot, had to literally throw a pack of our passport to the immigration booth so that the guy could do ours next.

To the last, normally Bangladesh doesn’t have traffic lane so they drive whatever they want. Moreover rickshaws are everywhere and they just randomly cut in. Therefore keeping honking is not a big deal! So of course streets are insanely noisy that I had to almost scream to talking to my friend. If you need a long trip ride, don’t choose bus and take train or something else. Bus will drive you crazy because the bus would keep honking. Once we took a bus for 8 hour drive and then, the bus driver was honking literally every ten seconds for 8 hours!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Your might get hurt. haha

There are bunch of stuff more to talk about but these are my first shocking things in Bangladesh. I was all up set by those things and I found it so annoying, however now I think it is all just some funny memory that a lot of people have never experienced. I still love to go Bangladesh and India and I bet my second shot will be better. :)