Category Archives: Once upon a taxi

All in a night’s work

Posted on September 17, 2012 by Kwaku Dankwa

It was late. Perhaps, too late. Too late, certainly, to find a trotro. I kept on asking myself what on earth I was doing in a taxi at a quarter to midnight trying to get home. This was by no … Continue reading →

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What have you inhaled today?

Posted on April 2, 2012 by Kwaku Dankwa

In line with the second anniversary of the blog, and giving some friends a chance to vent, we have another guest commuter on board. Veronique is the editor of Emerge magazine, and for those not in the know, it’s a bi-monthly … Continue reading →

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Troto on my birthday? No way!

Posted on October 10, 2011 by Kwaku Dankwa

Less than halfway through the journey, I was laughing at every story that poured of this guy’s mouth. It was the way he told them that made them so hilarious. His voice reminded me of Agya Koo’s, though he looked … Continue reading →

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Cocoa season

Posted on June 6, 2011 by Kwaku Dankwa

Truth be told, I’m no fan of the rainy season. It’s a huge inconvenience, all about muddy shoes and wet clothes. Getting around is hard enough without having to worry about cats and dogs pouring down. For taxi drivers on … Continue reading →

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Lungulungus: How to avoid Accra’s traffic

Posted on October 4, 2010 by Kwaku Dankwa

Admit it. Sometimes, you love it when the car you’re in is tearing through neighbourhoods and rumbling over pothole-riddled off-the-map dust paths that even 4×4 drivers may wince at. Of course, you don’t like the jolting, and you show your … Continue reading →

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Even taxis can be a roller coaster

Posted on July 26, 2010 by Kwaku Dankwa

Occasionally, the will to fight vanishes into thin air. With one look at the multitude gathered, like they’re waiting for the five loaves and two fish to be multiplied again, I started looking over them for the nearest taxi. Yes, … Continue reading →

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