today became an interesting day on the walk home. i waited til a huge downpour had ended to start the walk... the road in front of school was dry enough. however

you have to cross through 2 other streets to get to our house, and they must be at a slightly lower elevation. there was water everywhere. water above the car wheels. rickshaws stuck and turning over.

i found myself walking through it; i went for it because it wasn't so bad when i first started walking through. the middle of the road is higher and at first there was a sort of path. but it got deeper and deeper. the water was almost at my knee. i was wearing salwar kameez and chacos, floppy pants that i could pull way up and sandals.

there is a big open sewer on our street corner - 1 house away from our apartment. it is nasty and i walk by it every day to get to school. the water more than covered it, and its contents were everywhere in the street soup (i think. it was all brown and nasty.)

a dead frog bumped into my leg. it was all so gross, i had a true urge to vomit everywhere. i got home and took off shoes and pants at the door and ran to the shower.

that was a bangladesh experience. i suppose i needed to have it before i left. the water has receded now. we went to a Korean restaurant for dinner. a land of gross contradictions.