Yesterday we traipsed around the city, visiting Afroja's colleagues, watching the students grind through their 3 hours exams, and then we took what seemed to be endless busses and metros and rickshaws to get anyplace because the heat is quite debilitating, especially on top of exhaustion. Guess I'm not getting any younger/stronger....
I couldn't resist these two colorful ladies having a chat.
This mango vendor wanted to have his photo put on my blog, and I promised him in my flawless Begali...
ON the metro, the women have their own seats. No mean. Only "Ladies."
This is the door of a neighbor, and I just loved the name, the little wreath and the number askew.
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