When I came home one day the elevator was out so I walked up the stairs as they were coming down. By the time I got to our top floor, I had a mouth coated in dust, I can't imagine what it is like for them.




My name is Beckley, and this is a record of my ten months as an American in Dhaka, Bangladesh. I am working at a local school and living in the Baridhara neighborhood. Thank you for visiting my blog!




1 comment:
wow man... its still hard to believe your half way around the world... ive been reading your blog and dhaka sounds interesting... hit me up sometime... bjorgobrandon@yahoo.com... deuces
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