Mirpur

Mirpur is the neighborhood where my hotel and the Grameen Bank are in. It is a very busy place, full of crowds and dreadfully noisy. The population density of Bangladesh exceeds 1,000 people per square km. Maybe that’s the reason why I am surrounded by such chaos.
This is a very colorful place, full of life and activity. Horns stop blowing at midnight approximately. At night it gets quieter. Prayers begin at 5.30 am at the mosque that is placed behind the hotel (see photo), they are beautiful and act as a good alarm clock. Muslims pray 5 times a day, I am delighted to hear their singing.
As you can see, Rickshaws occupy the streets. They are used by local people. It is very difficult to communicate with someone who is driving one of them, you never know if they understood the address you gave them. The best thing you can do, is to learn the road name and tell them by making signals (I’ve learnt dan… right and bam… left) Today I gave indications to a Ricshaw driver in Bangla. I’m learning! Cu bahlo!!! (That’s how you say “very good”!!!).