Tag Archives: East Legon

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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A watered down pain in the gut

Posted on May 8, 2012 by Kwaku Dankwa

There’s something about trotro drivers. They can’t bear sitting in traffic for even the shortest time. The car stops and the driver slouches into his seat on his left elbow, with a kiss of the teeth and a frown on … Continue reading →

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One good turn

Posted on November 21, 2011 by Kwaku Dankwa

Our driver was getting on my nerves, and we weren’t even out of East Legon yet. The morning scramble had already created two lanes at the Shiashie village. After a short very impatient wait, he swung the stiff steering wheel … Continue reading →

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Why did the chicken cross the road?

Posted on August 29, 2011 by Kwaku Dankwa

Every few minutes, I’d stare desperately at my watch. I was waiting for a trotro at Bridge, pacing up and down like an expectant father. No doubt I’d be very late for work, and the chicken scratching and pecking around … Continue reading →

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