Maowa is small village by the banks of River Padma, which started off as the Ganges in India. Located in Munshiganj Thana, it is approximately 44 kilometres to the west of Dhaka.
As the road network in Bangladesh is still not well developed, Maowa is the ferry point to get across the wide and open river. The significance of this ferry point is that it decreases the travelling distance with the southern region of the country. It is said that it takes only 5-5.5 hours to reach Khulna if you travel through Maowa whereas the other routes more or less double the travelling time.
The Ferry Terminal, none of those state of the art technology. You pay for your ticket at a chicken coop and then jump into the awaiting ferry.
The convenience store….. buy somethings for your relatives and loved ones back home here. Sorry, no duty free shops available.
Dine at the best restaurant in the area…….. at your own risk.
You can also opt to travel in luxury on the river limousine, but don’t trust the captain when he says the boat is equipped with life jackets. I am still waiting for him to show them.
The colour photograph is from my Canon G9, the only digital camera that I bring along now whenever I go out shooting.
Travel on the best ferry money can buy, and enjoy the 360 view on its viewing deck.
After a short interval with some photographs from Saigon, which I will continue in the future, let’s go back to Dhaka.
Not sure if I can classify the photos as portraits …….
Tailors of Gulshan 1
Curiosity gets your picture taken
Samosa sellers, Gulshan 1
Workers @ Textile shop, Gulshan 2
Another Saleskid, Vegetable Stall. Gulshan 1
Let’s take a break from Dhaka……
Nice graffiti done on a wall not that far from Cho Ben Thanh, Saigon.
Received my Orwo N74 films today………. 🙂
Like I wrote in my first posting on Dhaka, I have decided to dedicate this post to the 1/2 a million trishaws in Dhaka. May they never stop pedaling…….. in the “Trishaw (Rickshaw) Capital of the World”.
And the last one in colour……
btw, if you notice….. the lungi aka sarong aka kain pelikat aka dhoti is the standard issued attire for the ricksha-wala.
Bangladesh Rail must be the most unreliable train service that I have ever rode. I managed to ride them from Dhaka’s central station in Kamalapur to a small town in the out skirt of Dhaka, Tongi.
Tongi is where the Biswa Ijtema is held, where an estimated five million people from the Tabligh movement congregate annually around January.
Coming back to the most unreliable train service. It seems that nobody knows when will the train depart….. the information desk, the ticket counter and even the locomotive driver (and that was after a delay of half an hour). And btw, make sure you asked for your ticket at the counter if the person manning it suddenly has a memory lapse and doesn’t give you one. And if you want to ride for free, you can have the best view, either on the locomotive or on the roof of the carriages.
Two camera were used a R4A and M6, two film; Neopan 1600 and HP5+ and two lens; a 21mm and 35mm.
boys of Kamalapur
Man and Lady
welcome to Tongi
boys of Tongi
I was in Dhaka in February 2011, didn’t actually do ‘moment capturing’ the way I like to do them, as I was kind of chaperoning my family, my sister in law and mother in law.
Gulshan 2 doesn’t actually show you the real Dhaka, it is where most of the expatriates live in this city of half a million trishaws, well, officially they say there are only 80,000…..
Tailors of Dhaka I
Tailors are everywhere in this city…… this one is just by the roadside outside the Gulshan 2 Market. I do have them in colour……. maybe in another post.
3 men and the Boss
Roadside fruit sellers
And something in colour in Gulshan 2
Drink…… at your own risk, btw…… the cha / tea was superb
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