Straight from the docks of the Shodhorghat!

What a cool day! We went out to Old
Here is a pic of a typical street. Cars cannot pass through these streets, so rickshaws get people around. At times, the streets were so narrow, it was common to find rickshaws that had locked each others’ wheels in an effort to pass each other by…..
There was so much color everywhere...one could look into an alley at a row of shops and the number of vivid colors was pretty amazing. This picture just doesn't do it justice but its a sampling.....(plus I have no clue how to use the "dimly-lit indoors, at times seedy"feature on my camera)
More pics of Old Dhaka.
This guy was selling fresh sugar cane on the road side. There are several like him all around Old Dhaka.

We took several pictures between the six of us. The funniest part was, people will let you take their picture, very eagerly. Afterwards, they will stop you and say, “hey can you mail me that picture?” That’s it. They don’t give an address or anything, they just say that and then they wave you goodbye. Thus far I owe about twenty different people pictures.
This guy was just chillin', selling his coconuts, but he was quick to don his shades and strike a pose when I asked to take his picture...
After we were done with Old Dhaka, we decided to hitch a ride on a “Tahla”, essentially a flat board on wheels that is pulled by a man riding a bicycle and go through town to the docks of Shodhorghat. Along the way, it was like we were a circus act riding through town. I know how the monkeys feel as Barnum & Bailey parade them through town….that's Steve and I waiting to take off for the docks. Notice my shirt. No thats not a shadow. That's actually how much I was sweating. Also notice the crowd of onlookers...
At Shodhorghat, again we were the only westerners. So we were swarmed by at least fifteen different boatmen who were vying for us to get on their boat and pay them. That was a little overwhelming! I had to negotiate with one guy and to give you a sense of the negotiating game one has to play and how these guys see dollar signs when they see a westerner, here is how the conversation went:
Boat guy (speaking in slang Bengali, of course): “Sir, where do you want to go?
Nabil: “Just around the river and back, how much?”
Boat guy: “300Taka!”
Nabil: “You’re insane!”
Boat guy: “Fine how much”
Nabil: “10 Taka”
Boat Guy: “No way!”
Nabil: “Fine how much?”
Boat guy: “100 Taka”
Nabil: “My last offer is 50 Taka, take it or leave it”
Boat guy: “Deal!”
NOTE: We went from 300Taka to 50Taka (I gave him 60Taka). Actual cost for a local Bengali to take that same ride: 10Taka…priceless..
Here we are at the docks…sorry did I say docks…I meant mud landing leading to murky water leading to boat….
The river ride was great though!
Very peaceful….
Again, great show, with people yelling (in a friendly manner) “Hello…how is your day?” and “hey, hey take my picture?”
The old man and the sea…..this guy just looked very cool....
4 Comments:
Great Pictures. Who is that guy with you. Your new *friend*? Great pictures. You need to bargin harder.
EID MUBARAK! Pictures look great, hope you're having fun.
Hi Nabil,
This is wonderful stuff. Your pictures are wonderful. Keep it coming and stay safe.
Great Pictures!! And EID MUBARAK to you too. Take care.
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