as of tomorrow, i have two more weeks of life in bangladesh. and i cannot wait to leave. i keep thinking i should be sad, and there must be many things i will miss, but at the moment i can't think of a single one. of course i will miss my friends and all the good times, but none of those things are inherently bangladeshi, that's just part of expat life. and somehow it seems like all of that has already stopped anyway - so many people have left already, and i can't remember the last time i went to a good party. so, time to move on, new things to do, new places to see. but before then, old familiar people to see, and good old familiar things to do. bring it on. |