Bowman Carols in Bangladesh

In Muslim Dhaka, caroling is a bit unconventional, but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy some of it this December. Last Saturday, our family joined a caravan of eight flatbed rickshaws (that usually transport things like baskets of chickens, industrial size vents or 12-foot rebar for construction sites and even hundreds of eggs). This time, we filled them up with expatriate families who wanted to share a little Christmas spirit. We sang as our drivers cycled through the streets, and stopped at three decorated houses to sing by their Christmas trees and even eat some of their cookies.  (Guess which part of that was my favorite!)

Then, on Monday night, our building was visited by members of a local church who wanted to share Bangladeshi caroling.  I'm sorry that this video isn't the greatest, but I just want you to get to see what we saw.  The following took place in the parking garage of our building and lasted for about half an hour.  Afterward, our neighbors invited everyone over for tea and we share Swedish spritz cookies that I helped decorate with our Bangladeshi brothers and sisters.  

I was pretty shy at first, but I got my groove on with Mom after the first song as we were pulled into the  dancing circle behind our friend.  

Merry Bangladeshi Christmas season, everyone!