Cox's Bazaar

In the 1800's, a man called Captain Hiram Cox impressed the British Raj with his handling of tribal disputes in an area that was considered part of Burma. He died of malaria in 1899. In his honor a small coastal village was named Cox's Bazaar. This small village grew into one of the best resort towns in Bangladesh. In 1975 my parents went there to honeymoon and after 37 years they returned to Cox's Bazaar with their children and grandchildren.

It is a very different place then Dhaka. There aren't very many people that can trace their ancestry to Cox's Bazaar. Most people that live there have moved from other cities. The main trade of the city is to cater to tourists. We stayed at this amazing resort called Seagull which is just a few feet away from the beach.
Here are some pictures from our trip:

Waiting at the Cox's Bazaar Airport for our taxis - poor thing was trying to sleep in the heat

This my uncle and aunt (Kabir Chachu, my dad's youngest brother and his wife) came with us. He had arranged the trip to Cox's bazaar for us.

Here we are in an auto rickshaw on the way to lunch. Doesn't my mom look more like and actress than a grandmother?

My husband and daughter getting ready for a authentic bengali meal of fish cooked in manydifferent ways, mashed veggies, rice and daal.


We saw a interesting structure in the middle of a field and wondered what is was. Can you guess what it is?

It's a covered tube well.
Thirty years ago the government planted fir trees, to stop erosion. They provide shade and beauty.

Down by the beach we saw a starfish

We also met an earnest sweet hardworking local boy called Ayub.

He impressed us with his proficiency in English which he learnt at his school. He's in the third grade. When he's not in school he does what he can to earn an extra few dollars, such as show my family around the local haunts.

We ended the day watching the sun setting over Cox's bazaar.

Our second day started with a refreshing round of coconut water fresh from the husk.

Then we took a scenic trip to the site of a natural spring called Himchuri, about a 1/2 hour away from Cox's Bazaar.

Then we went further south to a rest house in Inani where we had a stretch of beach to ourselves. Here is my father, enjoying the waves with his grandkids.

We watched another spectacular sunset. Did you know that when you are so close to the equator, the sun doesn't actually set over the horizon - it just gets lower and lower and then it disappears from the sky.