Goodbye Dhaka…Hello Chittagong.

So i decided to leave Dhaka today. I had only been there 2 days, and hadn't seen all of it. It would take a lifetime to do that, but i needed to keep on truckin'. In honesty the traffic jams were getting on my nerves, and that made it impossible to get around the city. Luckily as i was checking out of the hotel, a banker was also leaving, heading instead to the train station. So we got into a auto rickshaw and were on our way. He go off at the train station and i continued on. It was just past 8, and the traffic just just about bearable. It seemed early morning really was the only time to get around Dhaka in any reasonable time. I was dropped on in front of a Bus stand, and as expected had to wait half an hour or so before we were off. As the bus arrived chaos erupted. The bus didn't come to a complete stop, instead it kept moving along, as this was happening everyone was trying to put their luggage under the hold. The luggage man got smashed in the face by the side door. He did't seemed to mind; the exact same thing probably happened yesterday. I wasn't able to get my backpack underneath, so had to climb on with all my gear, apologising as i hit all the passengers. A couple of hours passed before we came to a stop at a petrol station; only it wasn't Petrol going into the tank, it wasn't even a tank. Petrol is banned in Dhaka, so instead they use Natural Gas. Very Cool. It would be nice if various other large cities in the world would follow suite. If Bangladesh could do it, surely a 'Western' country could! We filled up and where ready to go? Maybe not... It seemed we had a puncture. Great. Ive been in this situation many time before in Nepal, India and Pakistan; and when the driver said it would only take 30 mins; i slyly laughed.. An hour later we were still waiting to get going. We eventually did get going, and the guidebook wasn't lying when it said the Dhaka-Chittagong highway was one of the most dangerous in the world. It really was! There were only two lanes and it seemed the bus spent more time on the right side overtaking then driving normally on the left. We would be heading straight on for a giant semi when it would madly swerve back on the correct side of the road. This continued on for another 3 hours or so. By the time we were getting close to Chittagong i had a throbbing headache. As we did get close quite a strange sight appeared on the side of the road. For mile after mile there were shops (i presume they were selling this) of old discarded western rubbish. Old toilets, window panes, giant gas cylinders, life jackets, anything and everything. It really looked such a mess. Why did Bangladesh need to have all this crap? We arrived, and surprisingly (and thankfully) i found a cheap okish hotel quickly. I headed out to another New Market and Chiken burger. This one wasn't as nice. I was really not feeling well, the dehydration and lack of food had clearly caught up with me. I put in all in perspective though when i saw a young girl of six or seven with no arms, shaking her head and shouting for money. It was so sad, i put a few Tk's in her pouch she had round her neck. I walked back, not before i was attacked (for the second time) by a street kid; he wanted money, and was very determined. He was trying to get into my pockets, and at one point had clung onto my legs. I tried to cross the insane road of traffic with a 10 year old holding onto my legs for dear life. I gave him no money and eventually managed to shake him off. I went back to my room in not a very good mood. I had to put it all in perspective though; i was on yet another journey around the world. I thought of that poor girl and realized just how lucky i was.

9 Responses to “Goodbye Dhaka…Hello Chittagong.”

  1. Steve Millar
    September 12, 2009 at 12:51 pm #

    How do you put up with the street beggars? i know i couldnt. I cant stand it over here when they try to clean your windows let alone clinging to your legs..
    Great stories of your trip mate an i am slightly envious:) Hope you keep well an dont get too upset today when the mighty spurs give you boys a whooping..
    I know it must take time but where are all the pics man!!

  2. September 12, 2009 at 2:44 pm #

    yea there are loads of beggars over here.. most dont have the energy to climb up ur leg..but this one did!!
    yea i read that its time for spurs to get a slogging today!!! 🙂
    just put a couple of pics up
    cheers for the comments mate 🙂

  3. September 12, 2009 at 7:55 pm #

    hi

  4. September 12, 2009 at 7:56 pm #

    watch that steve millar , he is a right dodgy geezer !!

  5. Dad
    September 12, 2009 at 8:13 pm #

    Good stories Sam.Sad about the girl,put’s it all in perspective.Poor old Dean’s team got smashed.Idid send him a reminder lol Take care digger

  6. September 13, 2009 at 6:32 am #

    yes quite sad..there really is alot of sad sights over here…
    yea i heard that Utd thumped them…not surprising really 🙂

  7. September 13, 2009 at 6:33 am #

    yea ive heard about him.. i agree, one to watch out for….

  8. Dad
    September 13, 2009 at 9:05 pm #

    Enjoying journal and pics.Kyms ones of Sydney were good eh.

  9. September 14, 2009 at 9:16 am #

    yea they were :), looks like theyre having a good time 🙂

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