Going to Language Class

Rubel is my faithful taxi driver. But even Rubel can't do anything about this:

Sunday, the first day of the workweek, is the worst. I often walk the last few blocks due to the parking lot scene above. It's a nice walk, and 10-15 minutes of stares are much more tolerable than 35. 

From this overbridge I walk up on the right side of the street (against the foot-flow) to about where the street curves and turn off into Honda Gully, and right again to the little lane leading to Apa Snigdha's house. 

Only 5 more lessons before we're done in Dhaka!