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Raining in the trotro?


Just a trotro twist of things this Friday. A Rainy Friday in Accra means a muddy Friday!

The rain started pouring as soon as I got inside the trotro. [Grateful]

Fresh air gets in the bus and in my face and I’m all ready to enjoy a nice trotro ride at a time of the day when it could have been a hot and sticky ride. [Grateful]

The rain is getting in the bus, the passengers by the windows are quickly shutting the windows.

SUDDENLY EVERYTHING CHANGES

Slowly it gets hot in the bus and there is no chance of the passengers by window opening it a crack because the rain is really pouring at this point. [wishing I was home]

Suddenly one passenger makes a sound, drawing everyone’s attention…drops of water were collecting on the ceiling of the bus and dripping on her…wetting her by the drop. Before long drops have collected on all sagging parts of the ceiling.

People are getting beat by the rain in a bus? Of all places to be beaten by the rain.

Everyone is calling for the mate’s duster (trotro-speak) at this point.

Just when I thought I was one of the few lucky ones, a drop landed on my hand. [wishing I was home x10].

It was literally raining in the trotro at this point…everyone was repositioning themselves to prevent getting wet.

[The passengers were pelting the driver and his mate with questions and they were fielding them as they came, trying to lighten up the mood by blaming the greedy car-owner who doesn’t care]

The rain had stopped by the time I got down. Lucky me!!

Freedom from the heat (and odours)at last; welcome fresh, clean air.

First, it was raining in the trotro and now I have to trudge mud all the way home.

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