Embassy of Bangladesh

if bangladesh ever declares war on the united states, you can blame me for the mishap.
a friend and i paid the bangladesh embassy a visit during the passport dc weekend this year. upon entering the chancery, music, artwork, and foooood greeted curious citizens. like the buffoon that i am, i ask this gentleman in a suit if he likes this embassy.
«i’m the ambassador,» he politely tells me.
of course, i was apologizing profusely and henceforth referred to him as sir. playing it cool like the chief of mission he was, he wouldn’t have it. he called upon one of the embassy officials to bring us some bangladeshi food. soooo good! and to add insult to injury, i was probably stuffing my face like the ogre that i am. in front of the ambassador. i sure hope i didnt tarnish any us-​bangladesh relations in this one diplomatic debacle…
overall, awesome embassy! not everyday you 1) visit an embassy, 2) are offered food by the chief diplomat at said embassy, and 3) make yourself look like a fool to said chief diplomat at said embassy. visit it!

AWESOME!!! 6 of us visited the embassy for Passport DC Day on May 2. It was essentially an open house. They used the entire first floor and displayed photographs of their country, enjoyed the dance performances and tasting their dishes.
Also, their representatives were extremely friendly.
We saw 7 embassies that day and this one tied for first place (with the Uzbekistan Embassy).

I went here to get a visa while I was in town for a week. The policy is that you drop your passport and photos and money off before 10 a.m., they process it, and you can go back to pick it up after 3 p.m. the same day. I showed up on a Tuesday morning, and the lady told me it would be ready on Thursday. I told her that the policy on the website said it would be ready the same day, and that I know a lot of people who have been here and all received same day service. She said it would take longer since they’re busy (the place was dead), and I asked to talk to her supervisor. She put me on the phone with a guy who probably was not her supervisor, and he said, «Very busy, not today!» and hung up on me.
I asked her for details, and she said that it would take a whole day, but that Wednesday was a holiday, so I’d have to come back on Thursday. I came back on Thursday, and it turned out that the woman lied to me about Wednesday being a holiday. The embassy was closed on Thursday for Buddha day, even though I’ve never met a Buddhist in Bangladesh. I was leaving on Friday morning, so I had to get my aunt to take half a day off work the next week to drive to DC and pick it up for me and mail it to me.