well after a lot of effort last night's blog see!ingly banished after about twenty minutes typing it our to post. yesterday we were at the airport railway station before 8.30 and then found we were going to be several hours late setting off and that the concept of device means lots of smiles and then confusion. the great advantage well really the only one is tuebwifi  allows me to catch up with TV at home in the UK. what with the terrorists in Bangladesh and railway conteucr work it all conspired against us and needless to say on a visit of eurpeon countries it alone retains the necessity to the!I've the ROMs peolloe.
the train journey was a bit boucy but before bonfire booms in siti. TT he train ride but self was seven hours late and took us into darkness as the light was gradually fading. its been really easy to get around without  instruction and it is looking like.we actually hsdvs drinf of or age which break bittlesvofvxbeer we ghave cibcude.yokes tongin quite easily.
it was a night disturbed b.y the roaring nightime evobkets asvtjey only had baggage. so much to do we  tvee found ourselves in wanhrsworh the jail.we hit the time at tea time and has little recourse with such sources, the local hotels are all quire grim. I was going to get to bed a not earlier goodness knows we need the sleep but after a bit of pre loading we were at the peninsula hotel and enjoyed their buffet and a couple of beers on our second night..quite close recourse to civilisation which will welcome bit. hotel and
landscapes natural as any thing which will go on soon.

well another busy day and our homewards leg commences.Bangladesh is not for the faint of heart,really a strictly global travellers choice of destination. certainly the food is not so good outside of the five star Weston etc chain groups. we had a car to the border,certainly from what we saw the Indian buses are all sat on their side of the border,would you believe the hartal finishes tonight but the transport blockade goes on.

it really is bliss to have a yummy meal with am English buffet. let's go back to this morning, we had a car to the border as our guide was worried about us plus the trans border services really weren't working as we saw the Indian buses sat on their side of the line. we really put the border guards out as westerners in general seemed pretty rare and after four minutes of studying they'd still ask you by our nationality. lots of s!miles on Bangladesh side as ever,Indians a not more gruff.chaotic situation score failed on both sides,actually Bangladesh seemed more professional than India.s arrangements. we got a ruk tuk to benole or whatever they calls it on the indiannside amf headed for the buses but they see!ed pretty rough so wevdeclimed and headed to the commuter elective at the railway station. wed left our guide has an behind sonhw could start his journey back to Dhaka. a!acing that the hartal finishes as we depart.

we got a suburban  electric train which took pretty well into the city centre which just left is with a short hop to the railway station and wothnalk the commotion it was still a fair bit to tjebstation!
.!,the train was waiting and leftvalmost on time. there were a
l the usual hawkers plus a kareoke guy who really fancied himself. never felt so clean as to after a doak in the bath here. tomorrow we start to work our way around and I realised tonight that my knees hadn't been playing up at all since in seemed to strain something under my knee,falling asleep now,goodnight Dave,............

well after a very rough night I did at least feel almost human this morning,I took a couple of bunger up pills and although stomach cramps came in waves I'm not that bad and did manage a nearly full day out filming just trying to get my fluid levels back up. checked my messages tonight and I've heard from Brian Hyde who is George Hyde's son ,George was my dads band master in the ta Sussex yeomanry band post war, it is really grand as Eddie kerins son and I have met and exchanged photos and hopefully well be able to share more with Brian,that's three of the sons of the band in touch now,what a strange place to pick up on it whilst in Bangladesh.
feeling a bit dusty and tired I'm looking forwards to a trio of nights in luxury at the oberoi in kalkota or Calcutta as even the BBC write it still.

I had a huffed reply on a blog to my remarks on Scotland,if anyone has visited ,filmed,compiled archives etc more than me south of the border let them make themselves known. after being attacked and insulted many times in Scotland I make no apologies plus I now face a court case under writes Scottish law for taking film of a bus driver which seems to tie in with the racial abuse I got from the police in Glasgow at the games. the chap concerned said I was still happy to take his money, I've news for him he can go elsewhere with my best wishes if we cannot express our genuine feelings after suffering what can we do,I've masses of friends in Scotland and was amongst the first to support the main rallies and running days from England and encouraged many enthusiasts to make their first visits to lathalmond and svvt. perhaps I'll postpone my planned trip to the Orkneys and outer Hebrides to next year as a form of protest.

today we went to the Khulna bus station, hot sunny and dusty yet again not a lot of action early on as the hartals and blockade with yet more deaths yesterday put people off travelling around the country. we then went to the railway station, broad guage and at first glance not a lot going on its near the river station where the rocket ferries once moored. then things started to hot up and got two trains and lots of shunting movements recorded. in the afternoon we went to a junction way out of the city where traffic from the capital heads south to the second port plus Khulna third city. I went to the bank to get Indian rupees ,well money changer really,I thought the rate was good,this afternoon I found it wall all Bangladesh taka, has an the guide had a piece of our minds,he keeps butting in when you ate trying to sort stuff out,we've a car to take us to the border,he was scared of travelling by bus,in the event we are thinking of ditching him at Khulna and doing the border on our own it can't be that difficult. well have yo get some rupees at the border and then need to find a decent Indian bus to kolkota  esplanade bus station which is onlyba few minutes walk across to the oberoi hotel.

spending the evening in Khulna on the toilet,I seem to have been a bit too complacent about what to eat and let it get the better of me on the rocket paddle steamer. to be truyhfull there wasn't anything I really liked and should have just stuck to water but even the bottle they left in the room was already opened and filled with goodness knows what . I'd been enjoying the trip up to this point and quite chuffed that all was well on that front but I'd been very particular where and what we ate.
we got on the rocket on Saturday evening wed tried to locate the university bus company depot and main bus hub at Curzon hall in Dhaka but it was the ,off, day most things have an off day,buses,trains,boats,it let's them catch up eoyh their schedules when everything has gone just too far long such as the seven hour train delays,it was frustrating with the buses as it turned out to be a great areas for the brtc double deckers and the university buses have Mandy ex brtc older models in service wrd seen a few on farm gate a busy thoroughfare.
excuse more mistakes than usual I'm burning up and sat on the you know where with the toilet roll running out and in a fever. I'd have a shower if I could feel comfortable for a few minutes. the rocket departure was that late and was the usual chaos,lots of security standing around doing nothing while all sorts of people were leaping onto the ship unchallenged and obviously ticketless. we had s meal on board goodness help us but it was pretty grim I mainly had rice which was apparently well cooked. the boat is from 1929 and I think it has just been let to deterorate over the years and at least the ostrich we were on needs some tender care and attention. the engines were converted to diesel as late as 1993 ish, it was built in Calcutta. just found the spateloo roll, the fever is dying down a bit now tummy just sore more than anything,I'll be extra careful now just stick to bananas and bottled water and I should be safe until we get yo the oberoi in Calcutta where everything is cooked in safe water.
the journey itself is very relaxing, we were disappointed to find that there would be no rocket ship to pass on its return mid way as it was that wretched off day from the other end then previous day. getting shots of the boat when on board is obviously impossible although martin was very quick to spot a rocket heading in to berth before we left Dhaka and we got shots of that. at the end of the journey we had a small launch to take us across the river to the ambulance which had been booked to take us on yo Khulna the regional capital.
the hotel here is OK enough it even has a swimming pool but no water and a bar with no well you are probably in front of me,actually cans of heinejin which would pitch it at about eight quid a pint. the nar is seedy and dark and we have already decoded to pass on it as we have our own supplies,I've obviously noe retired injured from dining so martin has gone down on his own but we did have a gin and lemojdae before I succumbed.
the internet didn't work at first but their chap came up to our rooms and sorted,no ideas what the problem was but it seems a strong signal,I'm probably too tired to do much listening to radio from UK or trying YouTube for the sospd but I'll give it a go. I dlrpy very little on board last night, this hotel seems to be not so noisey as others and there is some give in the mattress thank goodness.
we need to get our route out sorted tomorrow over to India as its obviously difficult with the blockade on and the hartals back again, many people are just too terrified tontravle and some of the carriers don't want to risk their buses. thousands of Indian truck are reported to be stranded at the boarder scared to enter the country.