Tag Archives: Mercedes Benz 207

Bags and baggage

The more I thought about it, the hotter the sun grew. It wasn’t even ten in the morning. I was on leave and had to make a quick dash into town before settling for a relaxing week in bed. Tema … Continue reading

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Happy New Year. Love, The Government.

It was the kind of trotro you wished wouldn’t be involved in an accident, simply because you wouldn’t want to be caught dead or alive in this patchwork Mercedes Benz 207. Every few metres, the gate would pop open, and … Continue reading

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Cargo

Not a cloud was in sight. On another day and in another country, this would’ve been described as a perfect day. The sky was gloriously clear, yet the masses sweating at Bridge had no time to admire the lovely blue … Continue reading

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Please don’t scratch

I’ve always maintained that the gains are minimal when trying to dodge the traffic of the main road. If I were driving, I’d probably just stick it out along Mensvic Hotel rather than take the back road at L’Ecole Francaise. … Continue reading

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Dark suits and darkened soles

Lateness can make people do crazy things. Standing at a bus-stop, it’s easy to observe the different personalities who come in search of trotros to work. Here was this lady in a charcoal suit. Her heels must’ve been at least … Continue reading

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