Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Coffee in Dhaka

for some odd reason, its impossible to get good coffee in all bangladesh. most places have the instant, nestle crystals, which don't seem very much like coffee at all. that is, until i was referred to cofi 11 but some other expats. apparently, it's one of the 3 places to get a good cup of (western) coffee in this whole gigantic city of 12 million. so here i sit in cofi 11, drinking an espresso and listening to john coltrane. normally, i dislike going to places i could go to very easily in the states. but bangladesh has proved more challenging than i had originally thought. the constant stares really get to you. and these aren't stares of curiosity. they're the kind of stares you get when you were in 2nd grade and the teacher calls for attention but you didn't hear because you were too busy talking to your friend, until you look up and the whole class is staring. just like the coffee shop staff are trained on me right now, intently wondering what i am writing, i am able to tune them out because of the espresso in front of me, jazz in my ears, and the distinctly western aesthetic environment i'm surrounded by.


















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