Well we arrived in Dhaka safe and sound after a 37-hour flight, of which six hours were in Mumbai. Needless to say we were somewhat tired. Mr. Hasan met us at the airport and drove us to Road 71 in Gulshan 2. It was a harrowing experience on the drive there. We thought we were going to die at any moment. At moments we weren't farther than a few inches from the other vehicles. Amazingly, we made it without so much as a slight bump. The apartment was very spacious; it was a two-story, four-bedroom, and three bathroom abode. We introduced ourselves to Mark, the bearer. He serves us food, cleans the apartment, does the laundry and shops for us. It's great! And then there's Bodhisattva (Bodie), the feral cat that the apartment owner bottle raised from a kitten. Up until the first weekend here, we never saw the cat except in the morning when Mark was here. And now it loves us...well usually, until it goes psycho and claws/bites Adam. A little while later, Jill arrived and welcomed us to Bangladesh and fortunately told us that we didn't need to go to the ICDDR,B until the following morning. She gave some money to the bearer (since we hadn't exchanged any of our currency yet), told us she would be around the following day at 8:15 am and left us to recover from the flight. I went upstairs and fell into a coma for about nine hours, woke up for about two hours and then fell asleep for another six hours.
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