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Thursday, January 19, 2012

Dhaka Bangladesh The Place You Wanna Be


This morning i was sipping tea, and eating my favourite roti canai at my peaceful old town. This evening i was on a plane eating standard airplane food with chicken and curry, this night i arrived in the Shajalal international airport of Dhaka, Bangladesh. An international airport that are infested with mosquitoes, broken roof, damage floor and pretty much fail in all categories in defining a good international airport. I didn'tt even bother to look at the toilet. 

So where have my adventurous scouting spirits gone? Ahh fuck it.. I lost everything the moment I step on the car and headed out from the airport, heck i even nearly crap my pants. First I was driven by a van with a big natural gas tank at the back, that seems like it could explode in any moment of time, second was the worst traffic i had seen thus far ever since I was born. 

Why spent Billions of dollars to shoot a movie like Fast and Furious 5 in mexico, when one could spent may be 0.1 of that amount to shoot the exact same thing in Bangladesh and possibly even dangerous, even furious and even more crazier. To do stunt with a good car, is good, but to do stunt with a 30 year old van with paper thin body is a whole new level... owh wait to make things more interesting, try add 5 people inside the car along with 5 luggage that weighs 25 kilogram each, driving with speed, cutting line, driving through sharp corner with great spit, dust flying, fogging, basically a blinded view and still manage to reach the power plant safely... Is either the driver is James Bond or God is really watching over me. 

For the whole 2 and a half hours journey, I had experience more than 10 times of near death experience. Close encounter with buses, lorries, cyclists, cars, cows... that heart stopping moment that makes you wanna cry for mama and promise to be a good boy from now onwards. 

I'm writing this in a hostel room in the power plant, the only thing that makes me happy was that the internet works and a pretty decent connection. For now I prayed that my following days here would be smooth and i can go home safely to be with my parents and I promise I will never ever complain a word about traffics and road condition in Malaysia anymore. 

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