Gramps' Web Site - Bangladesh Gallery Around Dhaka   HOME Bangladesh Gallery    00-Arrival    10-Install Panel    20-On The Road      21-Commerce      22-Ferry Crossing      23-Road Work      24-Drivers      25-Field Work      29-Nasim's Baby    30-At Home      31-Dhaka Streets      32-Around Dhaka    40-Heart Attack    50-Floods    60-Bangla Wedding    70-Signs    80-Portrates    90-Last Day    Bangla Journal    Sign Gramps'     DreamBook    “guestbook”     There isn't much to do in Dhaka unless you want to people-watch. There are a few restaurants but non would let me take pictures. There was a park and the botanical gardens and the zoo. There was also a ballet and symphony but they were not in season and I didn't want to attend soccer because there were riots at every game. Click on a thumb to see a larger version. The US Embassy was very imposing. Red brick colonial style. There was always a line of visa seekers who wanted to emigrate here. Very few ever made it. The Chinese embassy looked a lot friendlier and it was bigger. We didn't go in. The US Embassy is across the road in the background. The Dhaka city dump is bigger than all of the embassies. There is no fence or any barrier seperating it from the street. Trash often spills onto the road, blocking traffic. Thousands of people make their home on and in the dump. There is a thriving business retreiving plastic bags and bottles to be recycled into fleece clothing. This is the only municipal playground, I was told. Apparently it has never been used as a playground since the drainage is so poor that most of the time it is under water. Herders use it for their cattle. This is the entrance to the Dhaka Zoo. These boys saw my camera and insisted that I take their picture. One of the great attractions at the zoo was the lion. It seemed to be perfectly acceptable to poke it with sticks to get it to roar and attack those who tormented it but were safely outside the cage. In the antelope exibit, people climbed over the fence and chased the animals. I never saw any animals chase people. As usual, when the camera came out, we had a lot of new friends. The botanical gardens were lovely and well kept. For some reason someone had been buried in a new plot which I mistook for a seed bed. The caretaker explained my mistake. When we left here, we encountered the fatal traffic accident. "Remember, Gramps loves you and wants you to be happy."