Category Archives: Dhaka

Behind bars

All windows in Dhaka have bars. I live on the 8th floor, here is my window


Indian restaurant Sajna

As I am not the biggest spicy food fan, the idea of going to the Indian restaurant was pretty new to me. Sajna should have been one of the two best Indian restaurants in Dhaka and we decided to give it a try.

Food was average (only one type of bread was very nice), nothing was spicy (or maybe I managed to adjust a bit in the last two months). But! Two interesting things worth mentioning. First, they had about 40 kinds of dosa


We had one of the special ones.


And look what salad they had!


Olivie salad is my favourite salad and I had many variations of it, but this with dried fruits and without any kind of meat is definitely a winner (and no, I didn’t order it)!


Remember the view out of my window? Well, this is not very common. Usually, even in the best areas in Dhaka, your view looks like this

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Old Dhaka. Again x3

So far we covered hinduism and islam. Didn’t I say before that Old Dhaka is amazing? Well, they even have an Armenian church here. There used to be a big group of Armenians living here, but there aren’t any anymore. There is still a church and usually it is closed to visitors, but not when you have a local guide and a few takas.

The wall by the church and the view from the ou

IMG_5956 IMG_5957And here we are inside

IMG_5958 IMG_5961 IMG_5960 IMG_5962 IMG_5963This is a henna tree

IMG_5964There are plenty of mango trees in the church garden. The season comes in about 2 weeks, but we tried a small one (a different kind than on the picture) and to me it was super ready!

IMG_5965The man who is looking after the church asked us where we were from and when I said that I was Russian he got very excited! Apparently, there is an Armenian man working at the Russian embassy (from what I understood) and he comes to the church every Friday when he is in Dhaka (not that Friday). He was so nice, so sweet and offered us some drinks and snacks, gave mangos and invited to come and visit him anytime. It was one of those rare cases, when being Russian actually helped 😉 I am definitely going back to visit him and chill at the church garden with mangos! And this is the interior and my new friend!

IMG_5967 IMG_5968 IMG_5969 IMG_5970 IMG_5972As we were three girls, we agreed that going to the fabric market is very important and inevitable 🙂 This pictures shows a tiny little fraction of fabrics you can find there (and it is on the weekend, so many places were closed!!)

IMG_5974 IMG_5976 IMG_5977I bought some souvenirs. 3 piece is the most common women’s wear (pants, dress and scarf) and they sell it usually like on the picture and then a lady should take it to the tailor and get it fitted. Beautiful, isn’t it?

IMG_5999 IMG_6003And the last stop of our tour — the main Dhaka attraction — the Pink Palace

IMG_5987Inside there is a museum in a sad condition. Apparently you cannot take pictures there (and fairly speaking, there is not much to take pictures of), but before I was told this I took the pictures of how the books are stored

IMG_5985How the locals enjoy the paintings

IMG_5981 IMG_5982And a couple of portraits. It was hard to choose which one of them had the most different right and left sides of the face.

IMG_5983 IMG_5984Leaving the palace I saw these friend posing in front of the bush one after another. Could only take a picture of one guy, was too busy laughing when I saw it!

IMG_5992At the end of the tour it started to rain. A lot!

IMG_5994We got soaked, caught a CNG and drove to our part of Dhaka. CNG died a few times before we finally got home, I managed to take a picture of the flooded street (which totally reminded me of the everlasting puddle I had in front of our first apartment)

IMG_5995And then there were a thunderstorm, heavy rain and lightenings for the next few hours. Very refreshing!

Old Dhaka. Again. And again

Next stop was ship a breaking/painting yard

IMG_5884 IMG_5886 IMG_5888 IMG_5887 IMG_5890 IMG_5893 IMG_5894 IMG_5900 IMG_5908 IMG_5905On our way to a slam I took a picture of a local barber

IMG_5909There was a wedding on the way as well and people were cooking on the street

IMG_5910It is very common here to buy cigarets by one and our guide has been constantly stopping by the little shops to buy them. At one of them I saw a lighter on a thread, very smart 🙂

IMG_5911Need some garlic, ginger or chilis? Here they are

IMG_5912Hanging out with the slum kids while drinking cha (black tea mixed with sweet condensed milk)IMG_5914 IMG_5915 IMG_5916 IMG_5917There was also another wedding and these kids got so colourful because of it.

Getting back on the boat, that is what the shore is like

IMG_5920Spice market again! Have been there before, but it is still very interesting

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At that point we got off the boat and needed to take some land transport. This is what we got!

big rickshawAnd I also decided to give it a try!  look at the girls’ scared faced 🙂

11206807_10153238508270170_1455492386017251366_oIn the next place decorations for rickshaws were created

IMG_5937Because Friday is a day off, everybody was just chilling out and these guys were playing the game. Apparently, for participation you should give 500 taka (which is a lot!) and then the winner gets all the money!

IMG_5938Right outside this workshop there was a big Bangladeshi flag and we decided to take a picture inviting everybody around us to join

IMG_5941The Hindu temple was our next stop

IMG_5943 IMG_5944 IMG_5945 IMG_5947 IMG_5948 IMG_5950But it is a muslim country, remember? So we “visited” a very pretty mosque as wellIMG_5953


Of course we couldn’t get in, so here is a picture of the guys that was sitting outside selling some fish (I guess it was very small eel)

IMG_5954The day was long and the tour covered a lot of amazing places, so more to come tomorrow!

Old Dhaka. Again

Old Dhaka is amazing. I don’t know enough proper English words to describe it, but I love going there again and again.

This time we got on another tour with a guide, because, like I said before, it is impossible to navigate there on your own.

Our first step was the place where plastic is being sorted. Did you ever wonder how the little bits of everywhere’s plastic are being sorted and recycled? Well, here they do everything manually. Get the plastic-sort it by colour-wash it in the river-put in the sacks-sacks are sold back to China (where most of this plastic come from in first place). One sack is worth 5000 taka, which is about 55 euros.

IMG_5819Below the guy is showing us a plastic bag handle and a marker cap.IMG_5820 IMG_5827 IMG_5829 IMG_5831I made a friend

IMG_5823And the colours are great

IMG_5828 IMG_5826 IMG_5832Right by this sorting “facility” women are sorting different kind of plastic

IMG_5834What do kind do there? Well, they swim

IMG_5835From the river the plastic sorting place looks like this

IMG_5836From the boat we could also see the laundry, where local hotels’ and hospital’s (that is in the near) sheets and being washed. In the river.

IMG_5837 IMG_5839I wonder how they are still that white. Chemistry is a great science.

A couple of views on the way

IMG_5843 IMG_5844 IMG_5850We got off the boat on the other side of the river, the part of Dhaka, that is called South Dhaka. Living in South Dhaka is much cheaper that in the Old Dhaka, so people rent houses apartments there and then commute to the Old Dhaka every day. It is very common that in the 3 room (2 bedroom) apartment live three families, each in every room.

On the street we saw a group of young guys listening to somebody with a great interest. We asked our guide what it was all about. Apparently, the man was selling some “medicine” for sexual potential.

IMG_5854 IMG_5855 IMG_5856Remember that everybody is commuting with boats? Well, this is a boat taxi queue

IMG_5857Here is a beautiful view

IMG_5859And this is what I was standing on when taking this picture. Feels like walking on a soft carpet

IMG_5863The next stop was a garment factory. These are two 7 storey factories

IMG_5865This is a local garment “factory”. Even though it is an official day off, they still come to work for a few hours to make some extra money. The boy working on a sewing machine earns the most.IMG_5875 IMG_5868

This is the manager’s “office” (our guide is sitting in his chair). His portrait is on the wall, by the way.IMG_5869When we were leaving we saw people sleeping right there in terrible conditions. These factories work for the local market and there are no strict requirements for them to comply with any regulations. So they don’t.

Outside the factory we saw this guy. He was attracting more people and later there was supposed to be a fight between the snake and this little guy (don’t know his name). Although that is not the whole attraction. After that the man will start selling his “medicine”. Nice marketing.

IMG_5877A few pictures on the way to our next stop

IMG_5880 IMG_5881More great pictures and garbage views tomorrow! 😉

Hindu street

Most of the population in Bangladesh is muslim, but there are some Hindu people as well. Not as much as there used to be, but still some.

In Old Dhaka there is a Hindu street and last weekend I went there to get some shell bangles, because I read that they are being done here as well.

On the way to the store we witnesses Hindu pray

And then was wondering from one store to another trying to find a good deal. Apparently, non of those bangles are being done in Bangladesh, but they are from Sri Lanka.

IMG_5718I still liked them and got a few from this guy

IMG_5719There were a few people hanging out at the store, like this guy for example

IMG_5723Look at his rings

IMG_5721They all are somehow connected to astrology, I wouldn’t know a thing about it, but I liked the one with a pearl 😉

The most expensive ice cream

Mövenpick is the most expensive ice cream once can imagine. And here it is. Not just a stall, but a whole shop in the middle of Dhaka.

IMG_5620Lots of flavours

IMG_5619…and waffles! 5,5 euros — could you imagine this happening in Switzerland? No way.