Travelouge

... Bangladesh (Travelogue) The path to our village home was very rutted due to the uneven ground. As we drove towards the countryside the bumps that occurred from the weary road shook the entire car. Every bump felt like travelling on a camel as they would change their leg length while walking. It was very disturbing. The heat rose a degree every hour and I felt thirsty enough to drink at least four bottles of Evian mineral water. The water had become quite warm from the heat. Every gulp I swallowed tasted unpleasant as I felt the tepid water rapidly push past my throat. It felt like swallowing a cooled down molten rock. The amount of carbon dioxide that formed in the car compelled me to open the car window, it was a mistake. I had expected a bit of fresh air, but instead the humid air rushed onto my face

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