The City that Always Sleeps

Well, for a city with so many people and so much appearing to go on, there is a serious lack of things going on. I have been in a kind of rotten mood recently and kinda annoyed with Dhaka. Things are just so different here, and little things are getting on my nerves. So here's my list

1. People staring. Stop staring please, and the camera phones are getting a bit annoying. 

2. Spitting. I find the sound disgusting, not the spitting sound, that sound before hand, the one from the throat, it has only a few places that it is acceptable (hockey benches and hiking) and even then I hate the sound. It is not appropriate.

3. Horns honking. Seriously, we know you are there and a horn is not going to make traffic move any faster.

4. Bugs. They don't generally bother me, but ants in my bed, are you kidding? 

5. Burping. I know here it is a compliment, and this is coming from one of the most un-lady like women ever, but seriously, in a business meeting?

6. Shorts. I miss them. I miss tank tops. It is very hot and I would appreciate being able to wear less clothes. 

7. Rickshaw drivers. Enough said.

Ok, I think that is my rant. I will have more I am sure, those were just the ones I thought of on the rickshaw ride to work this morning. On another note, yesterday we were introduced to a Dhaka rain, wow. It was crazy and the drainage here is horrible, we were watching cars outside our office as they went through the big puddles, even better was the rickshaws.