I was dropped off on the edge of Old Dhaka, still some 10km from the Gulshan part of Dhaka where I was meeting a friend from my time in Arla. Laurent also offered for me to stay in his apartment whilst in Dhaka. This was a blessing; accommodation in Bangladesh can be very mixed with what you might get. Plus it is always nice to be hosted; Laurent and his son Marcus were a great host. A few days of comfort can go a long way on a cycle trip and is always highly appreciated.
I was warned traffic in Dhaka was terrible and worse than in India, which is saying something. But I found even Old Dhaka, which is by far the worst, was comparable to that of Varanasi. However, in Gulshan where I was staying, it was benign and even calm. They at least obeyed the rules of the road. But this is a rich area and is where the majority of expats live. Plus, they have a nice cafe for my latte addiction. But nowhere for my samosa addiction, I’m on 3 to 4 a day.