One friend, he always says to me that even not have money
but we can travel. That word is always running in my mind. One day I made
decision, I will do as my friend said, but how? This question came to me
immediately. So HOW HOW HOW!!!!!!
One day my friend asked me if I interest to visit Bangladesh.
What I have to s ay? Only YES! This is first step that open my dream comes
true.
Can you believe that the first trip I was spending money not
over US$ 300, YES! Right only that because God so blessed me through my friends,
someone supported me for my ticket someone supported me for place to stay. SEE!
How wonderful of this life!
I believe someone that sooo rich but never travel any place,
they know very well about work and make money but don’t know how to use for
relax. I don’t know if has a lot of money but can’t use what I will feel. Maybe
I will unhappy for that or maybe will happy to stay with lot of money but get
nothing in life… I don’t know coz I never be a rich woman hehehehe but I believe
I’m a happy woman stay with what I love.
When I reach Bangladesh in that time, first thing I saw is
airport. Yes everyone has to see it. In Thailand our airport quite big and take
long time to walk but in Bangladesh (Dhaka) not such a big airport (good that
no need to walk far) I remember that I my flight (BIMAN) will leave Bangkok
around 7.35 pm but flight delayed then have to wait until 9 pm but again the
flight didn’t comes… ok wait again until midnight that the flight came. That time
I was sooo tired and sleepy but I saw people that sooo kind and helps me a lot from
Bangladesh. Good! Back to Dhaka Airport, everything seems easy, immigration,
but something that sooo…. About LUGGAGE, was waiting for my backpack as an hour,
man! Took too long times. After I got my backpack I was looking for my friend
and I believe he was waiting me for a long time because he knows that my flight
will leave Bangkok 7.35 pm but delayed… SORRY!
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| waiting for luggage at Shahjalal International Airport |
In Shahjalal
International Airport (Dhaka) not allowed Taxis to pick people inside the
airport (That time) so my friend was waiting me outside. Thank God I found him
because in the night time I can’t see thing well… so we took taxi to green road
area. That taxi sooo… you know I almost to hold taxi’s door with my arm because
fear to fall but it was FUN and this is LIFE!
I reached the place and God! I had to carry my big body and
also big backpack to 7th floor! Die die someone will die in this
time! But Hey!!!!! Still alive just gasp for breath as a dog when the hot sun
so I rest because morning will go to see DHAKA!
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