E-rickshaws hum across Sadarghat Bridge in a steady stream, since it is the only road over the Barak inside the city. Thousands share narrow roads with petrol autos, and with no city buses, almost every errand becomes a quick three-wheeled hop between junctions. The town itself grew from Sadarghat, the old river landing.
Beyond the center lie the Kachari palace ruins at Khaspur, and the Cachar Club keeps the story of the world's first polo club. Monsoon rain arrives in April and drums down most afternoons until October, while winters are dry and mild. A Local Friend keeps the plan loose, so a wet afternoon can become a long lunch with shidol chutney.
