Day 3

Hey hey hey hey hey! How r u people?
Today first of all we welcome our second German friend (Ferdinand), who's gonna complete our group and whom you're gonna see in some pics from tomorrow on.
Today we went at the bank and watch some videos and presentation to gather some basic info on the institution and on how it works, we came back to the hotel for lunch and then went back to work again.

Heres Jaco on the way back from the Bank. A rickshaw ride costs as low as 4 cents of euro (4 taka or 400 Quasha) from the hotel to Grameen Tower.
Our coordinator Shamimur expained us after lunch how was the internal structure of Grameen in the fields, and villages organised. After the briefing, it was around 16.30PM, and we were free to go.


We decided to go to the bangladeshi clothes bazar, clothes made in Bangladesh and ready to be exported in the Occident, which is in Dhaka city (an hour from our hotel by taxi).

We arrived in front of the bazar, and a dozen of "personal shopers" jumped on us shouting and screaming. We were kind of confused and scared. We asked them for what we wanted, jeans, trousers...
So we followed them (they kept insisting) while everyone was staring at us (as usual), and shouting as well in english. I (Jacopo) ended up buying 2 pairs of trousers for 20 euros, and 2 American Eagle boxers for 3 euros.
We left at 19.30h, and it was getting dark, (there were very few road lights in the street).

All these people that apparently became our friends started shouting at us (again) when we wanted to leave, asking for money, touching us, putting their hands into our pockets in a really uncomfortable way. Plus with the confusion of cars, rickshaws, people everywhere, little children, old men, we had to give them some Takas and "run away" with a kind of weird taxi that obliged us to pay more threatening us to go back were he took us.


This is how the bazar looked, very dirty, and plenty of dust everywhere...In the second floor, we saw all the taylors, making jeans, etc...
Today, it has been an incredible adventure (and a bit dangerous as well -Maman s dont be afraid, we are fine-), we discovered were most of the clothes "made in Bangladesh" come from.

We come back tomorrow telling you how our first day trip to a village near Dhaka was,
(we are going to see the Microcredits, Loans and repayments in action).
Good night.