Playing cards in the afternoon by the docks

Recently I got to explore a bit more of Chittagong with Mow (the student who took me to the slums a while ago). This time we went to an older part of town along the Karnaphuli River. There was a small group of us and we walked around together for a bit checking out the scene along the waterfront. On our way back onto the streets I saw a group of men playing cards in the shade of a small hut constructed of bamboo poles and rain tarps. As my companions continued on down the street I drifted towards the men, excited about the photographic opportunity but also very curious at the first trace of games I’d seen in Bangladesh. They smiled at me as I approached and despite their not speaking a word of English and my speaking about four words of Bangla they seemed perfectly happy to have me hang out and watch. I couldn’t figure out what game they were playing, but often when someone would play a card he’d throw it down onto the pile with some serious gusto. (Perhaps this was a bit of showmanship on my behalf, but I actually think they were just really into the game. At one point it looked like a fight might break out between two of the men after a rather contentious round.)

Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)

Photo taken in Chittagong, Bangladesh on November 15, 2009.

I actually ended up hanging out there for a good half an hour. Mow and the others had long since continued on (only after my convincing Mow that I would be fine there alone and that I’d call her mobile to meet back up with them later). I would have stayed even longer were it not for a strange miscommunication between myself and a boy who had been watching me. He eventually came over to me and suggested that I should leave, and I thought it was because he was trying to tell me that I was bothering the men (which seemed quite odd since they had been so friendly to me the whole time) but the boy then walked down the street with me and it turns out he was just trying to get me to leave so that I would come with him into what I presume was either his home or most likely the place where he worked. I was a little annoyed at this but I just said no thank you, walked off, and called Mow to reconnect with the group. We found each other and spent a few more minutes wandering about before we left for the day.

Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)
Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)
Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)
Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)
Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)
Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)
Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)
Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)
Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)
Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)
Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)
Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)
Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)
Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)
Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)
Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)
Chittagong, Bangladesh (Nov 15, 2009)

Photos taken in Chittagong, Bangladesh on November 15, 2009.

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