On the road

Going anywhere in Bangladesh is always an adventure. If you don't believe in a God you will start soon, as you need the help of at least an angel to survive.

Most vehicles are so badly damaged that it doesn't matter if they crash into anything or anyone. Yet, if you were to crash into someone an argument will surely follow. In such case it does not help to be foreign, on the contrary it means you have money, so an argument might pay off.

On the positive sight it gives nice pictures, specially as often the pace slows when cars try to go in opposite directions on the same side of the road.

We are lucky enough to have a driver, not that we can't drive, but it saves us from heart attacks. Also our driver is used to (how do I put it politely) take a more pro-active approach. If we were to drive ourselves a journey would take twice as long.

Pictures below are made on a single journey, hoping to give you a small impression.

  

Notice the professional repairs

If he crashes its better to run; filling up several barrels with petrol.

Eid is comming, this cow has less than a week to live.

A roaring auxiliary trade in Eid, chopping blocks and mats to lay the meat on.

The best way, add another layer with bamboo sticks and mats.

The dyke past/through a lake, the perfect spot for a tea stall.

One of the ways to tell where you are are the modes of transport. Slight difference in design to do with space, roads and needs.

CNG's are caged in Dhaka

Electric rickshaw, banned in most parts of Dhaka. The battery is under the seat.

Too big for the city.

Brilliant adaptation. The backseat can be removed for goods transport.

Not really an exception.