Postcards from the Edge
of BangladeshArchive for June, 2009
R & R
Today has involved some quite serious R&R for me. It kicked off with a lie in, then a facial and then shopping for material and house trinkets. It’s almost like I’m not in Bangladesh at all.
Almost.
I felt I needed to re-charge my batteries before heading back to Rangamati tomorrow. I’m very glad I have taken a ‘me’ day. I think it might make all the difference.
And from tomorrow, I refocus on work. Coming back to the VSO mothership is always good for a bit of focus and motivation.
Where IS the rain?
Man alive, I’m tired. Fatigued. Deflated. Moeg. It’s like I’ve run out of steam somewhere along the way.
Maybe it’s the weather. But it has been relatively cool here in Dhaka for the past few days. Well, it’s been low 30′s. I have consistently been living in 30 to 40 degree heat for 3 months now. And while there is a little fluctuation, it’s mostly forking hot. And always humid. It’s tiring. So maybe it’s all just catching up on me now.
You know what it’s like at the end of a long, hot summer, you long for winter. Or at least I used to long for winter when living in Cape Town. I love the change of seasons. And I so need the season to change here. We should be well into monsoon season, but the rains are late this year. Later than they have ever been, so I’m told. Even the locals are suffering. We get spots of rain here and there, but nothing like what we should be getting at this time of year. And while I will no doubt soon be complaining about too much rain, right now it’s the only thing I want.
Shiny Happy People
A quick pic from the night at the Bagha. Aren’t we a good looking bunch…
The VSO'ers
Funny story I heard last night: The cleaner (of ‘bringing the dead mouse into the office’ fame) was spotted yesterday cleaning the microwave. In the bathroom. Under the running shower… Or maybe it would be funny if it wasn’t so damn frightening. That woman is nuts.
And a great day was had by all
Yesterday was perfect. Just perfect.
When you go to the Bagha, you check your Bangladeshi baggage in at the door. Emotionally speaking.
We swanned around in the pool for a while, then the ‘Surprise!’ element of the party took place upstairs. Then I headed back down to the pool, and had a swim in the rain. One of my favourite things to do. There is just something so special about swimming in the rain. It washes away my worries like few other things can do.
And our training today has actually been far better than expected. Set your expectations low enough, and you need never be disappointed again.
Pool party
I’m in Dhaka now, nominally for some British Council training, but mostly for a fellow VSO’ers 30th birthday party at the Bagha today.
I plan to swan around the pool drinking white wine. What a pleasure.
