Hello everybody!
Since my entire department is gone on a field visit for a conference and my partner is ill, I asked my head boss for permission to spend the rest of the week "working from home." Aka for the first time ever, I am playing hooky. Although, I am not sure if it really counts since I was given permission to do so, and it was the only alternative to sitting on the tenth floor all by myself.
Nevertheless, it was too good of an opportunity to go crazy and have fun. So last night I slept over at my baihya's house. He, his wife, and I had the house to ourselves, since both his parents are outside the city (over here the common practice is for the sons to continue living with their parents, while the daughters move into their in-laws home. It's not that weird, I promise.) I'd like to say I bring out the inner youth in people, but maybe it was just the two of them indulging me. We ate Mexican food in front of the television, gorged ourselves on chocolates my biahya had brought back from France, watched an MMA movie called Warrior (which I highly recommend as the fight scenes were really good), and then caught the 2am football match with Brazil vs Cameroon. It was like a sleepover for adults. We all finally crashed around 4 am when all the excess sugar and caffeine wore off. This was probably one of the best nights I have spent in Bangladesh.
Unfortunately, everything is a compromise. In return for neglecting my granddaughter duties and staying with my grandma for the night, I have to go to a wedding. Unlike American weddings, you don't get to dance and most of the time is spent sitting and observing the bride and groom. BORING. I fully intend to charge my phone, and this is one of the instance where I am grateful for the 13 hour time difference because it means you guys are just waking up and can therefore keep me company!
I will be sure to post pictures and keep you updated.
Much love,
Carolyn
Since my entire department is gone on a field visit for a conference and my partner is ill, I asked my head boss for permission to spend the rest of the week "working from home." Aka for the first time ever, I am playing hooky. Although, I am not sure if it really counts since I was given permission to do so, and it was the only alternative to sitting on the tenth floor all by myself.
Nevertheless, it was too good of an opportunity to go crazy and have fun. So last night I slept over at my baihya's house. He, his wife, and I had the house to ourselves, since both his parents are outside the city (over here the common practice is for the sons to continue living with their parents, while the daughters move into their in-laws home. It's not that weird, I promise.) I'd like to say I bring out the inner youth in people, but maybe it was just the two of them indulging me. We ate Mexican food in front of the television, gorged ourselves on chocolates my biahya had brought back from France, watched an MMA movie called Warrior (which I highly recommend as the fight scenes were really good), and then caught the 2am football match with Brazil vs Cameroon. It was like a sleepover for adults. We all finally crashed around 4 am when all the excess sugar and caffeine wore off. This was probably one of the best nights I have spent in Bangladesh.
Unfortunately, everything is a compromise. In return for neglecting my granddaughter duties and staying with my grandma for the night, I have to go to a wedding. Unlike American weddings, you don't get to dance and most of the time is spent sitting and observing the bride and groom. BORING. I fully intend to charge my phone, and this is one of the instance where I am grateful for the 13 hour time difference because it means you guys are just waking up and can therefore keep me company!
I will be sure to post pictures and keep you updated.
Much love,
Carolyn
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