my standing place: I'm not sure how to put this, but I'm kind of a big deal...

...in Bangladesh anyway.Maybe you weren't aware? But so is every other white person traveling around there because it’s not exactly on the “must see” list for most of the rest of the world. Honestly, I liked the country but maybe that’s because I don’t live there. People literally followed us around out of curiosity and fascination (that's not why I enjoyed the trip). I’m not really sure what they thought we were going to do...? Once you are out in the boonies (which could be considered most anywhere except the capital), you suddenly become a rare jewel, something most residents have only heard about but never seen. Cries of "bideshi! bideshi!" followed us around wherever we went. And they will do what is necessary to get a good look at you, whether it's moving other people out of their way or dropping whatever they're doing to follow you.

Just imagine if someone with green skin and purple hair walked by you in America, acting as if they looked just like you. You’d stare at them, right? Well, that’s probably how different we seem to them. Now imagine millions of people staring at you like that all the time. Welcome to my life. There is no such thing as blending in or being the "gray person." I think I measure up as pale and pasty at best next to them, but they love white skin. I guess because no one has it. We all want the unattainable. Listening to my ipod while riding in a car halfway across the small country made me feel like I was in a movie. Now, onward to pictures.

PS. If you notice a picture and think it looks awesome, my roommate probably took it. I stole some from her :)

First, the capital has delicious donuts. You don't care, I know, but they were amazing...