Wooden rowboats slip between tall river launches on the Buriganga, and boatmen's calls carry across Sadarghat from first light. A short walk along the bank, the pink dome of Ahsan Manzil, a Nawab palace, looks over the same water. Rivers shaped this city long before roads did.
Farther north, painted rickshaws squeeze toward newer districts, and the curving bridges of Hatirjheel turn a lake into an evening promenade. Winters are dry and mild, while the monsoon pours most of the year's rain between May and October. A Local Friend can turn your scattered wishlist into one day that fits together, river in the morning, lake at dusk.
