These rivers seemed almost deserving of a different word – they were like nothing I had ever seen before. At times the channels were up to 6km across, so there seemed more river than land as the streams wind, wend, criss cross, meet and break out across the rich green countryside.
At Kulna,where my journey started, the rivers are arteries, pulsing with people and good, dotted with tiny fishing boats.
In the Sundarbans the boundaries of earth and water, land and sea, seemed to blur through knotted forests and abandoned shores. It was a little like something out of a story book.
It was good to have hours with nothing to do but look and watch, to let thought fall away.