Tag Archives: Nissan Urvan

Adabraka, it’s been real

On Friday the 13th, April, 2012, I had to make a decision. I was on my way to the Kwame Nkrumah Circle in the evening from the office. I’d made that trip so many times that I never even gave … Continue reading

| Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 8 Comments

Just get me home in one piece

It was nearly 9pm. The line hadn’t moved in a long while. The route home may be different, but it’s the same story in principle. Where crowds are ready to claw each other’s eyes out in the mornings, the Kwame … Continue reading

Posted in Tales from a trotro | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 8 Comments

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

Posted in The streets | Tagged , , , , , , , | 4 Comments

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

Posted in The streets | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments

I don’t wear white trousers

For me, leg room is a luxury in any trotro. One Sunday, having been left behind, I had to trek to church by myself. I was in the first row – alone. Soon, I was lost in my daydreams. It … Continue reading

Posted in Tales from a trotro | Tagged , , , , , , , | 9 Comments