Last friday we had a wonderful hike around the city.
"You?" you might ask. Hmm, it's us, the same old ECBites, spending their treasures for a dewdrop.
By the way, perhaps you don't know what a friday could mean to a guy who spends rest of the week working and travelling and designing and calculating and screaming over the phone, and it's the friday at the end of his cyclic tunnel. And I try to spend it with my trekker-hiker-mountaineer-funloving-addabaj-ECBite friends.
Well, our favourite leader and photographer, Barunda is leaving Bangladesh, and it was a memorable "Urban Trekkerz" event with him. We went to Botanic Garden, flashing our Umbrella and Macintoshes, and walked and ran and jumped and hey, shot a lot of photos. Then we hiked up to an island-kind-of place, had some tea, and grabbed a pickup to Ashulia. We hiked up to Uttara from Ashulia, had lunch at Dhansiri, chatted a lot, and got back home. Simple, but good friends can make such simple things pleasurable, memorable and precious. They can make dewdrops cost Fortunes.
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