On our way to visit the basket weaving project on Tuesday morning, we stopped at this lake and enjoyed a few minutes of quiet peaceful beauty.
The basket weavers were quite happy to see us and quickly abandoned their weaving to watch the boys play tag. The boys were just glad to have an open space to run and were oblivious to the fact that they were providing the morning's entertainment.
My boys rarely stop moving. Even in the van they find ways to move and let off their energy, or at least some of it. By this time we were all acting like basket cases. Our journey back to Mymensingh included an overnight stop at the MCC office in Sirajganj, where we enjoyed dinner at the house of a co-worker. Wednesday morning, after a breakfast of flat bread and spicy lentils we hit the road for the last time and arrived home 2 1/2 hours later. We unpacked, scrubbed away the grime of the trip and happily settled into being home again. All in all, it was a good trip but there is no place like home!
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