Some lovely decaying buildings from the late 19th century Panam City, Sonargaon, Bangladesh–just outside Dhaka (post several-hours crossing Dhaka).

My first impression of Dhaka was haze and a slightly metallic taste. But it wasn’t nearly as hot as I’d expected given the temperatures were often above 100 °F. It’s now plenty hot, thanks to the rising humidity, but still not Suriname hot, and the rains have arrived to clean the air. My neighborhood is green and fairly quiet (only the call to prayer and ding of passing rickshaw bells) and my apartment way more spacious than… Read More

Have you missed me? Did you forget I existed? It’s been six-long months since my last blog. Six painfully slow months. The French, the French, it nearly killed me. I gave up NPR for the French. I gave up holidays and snow days and weekends for months and months. I gave up writing. I gave up wine. I even attempted unsuccessfully to give up coffee (my French teacher thought I talked too… Read More