I expected to be shocked in India, and therefore it did not hit me that hard.
Bangladesh is different. Not many traffic lights anywhere, not much road either. A lot of dirt as roads. Cars drove in both sides of a barely-distinguishable road, shared with bicycle rickshaws and pedestrians.
Similar to my awe of Sri Lanka’s countryside, I couldn’t take my eyes off the sights, and thus did not take many photos.
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