As most of you now know, I have recently moved to Jakarta from Dhaka. Dhaka was one of the most amazing places in the world to me, and I loved the 1 year that I spent there. I have so many memories from there, memories that I want to share. So here are some of them.
It is the last week of school before the Easter Holidays, so it is FIELD TRIP WEEK!!!!! YESSSSSS!!!! Varying years groups did different activities, but Years 7, 8 and 9 went to the one and only Base Camp Bangladesh, an outdoor activity center.
On the Friday of last weekend, my father and I went on a cycle ride out to the Shitalakhya River, to the east of Dhaka. The ride starts out going up Papa’s beloved Progati Shoroni Avenue in Baridhara, then starting to go west up onto the Tongi Diversion Road, then onto the Purbachal Express Highway. This takes you way out of Dhaka, and way out of Dhaka is where Papa and I went.
Well, the 12th of February was the birthday of a certain someone. And, no, it wasn’t Abraham Lincoln. It was ME!!!!!! MY 14th birthday! I am now properly into the teenage years! I think a lot of people might be wondering what a birthday in Bangladesh might actually entail, so here is a quick synopsis of what happened…