The DVLA issued some directives which didn’t go down well with most public transport drivers. They seem not to understand why all passengers in Trotros and taxis should wear seat belts and for drivers to attain a certain minimum level of education before they are allowed to drive. Achieving the first immediately might be problematic, but the latter is necessary; I don’t see why anyone should be allowed to drive if the person cannot read. The strike (which shouldn’t be violent) is obviously affecting us all. I was late to work today … already Trotros are scarce on Monday mornings so the impact of the strike was really felt by passengers. I stood jaw-dropping at some point. People were entering the Trotro through the windows; passengers were willing to pay more, even if they were to be packed like sardines. Sigh … The hustle is real.
Just so we’re all on the same wavelength on the subject … “Trotro is a crowded, but efficient and inexpensive, minibus used for short distance travel.” – GhanaWeb. This definition may need some amendments in recent times; yes it’s a crowded minibus used for short distance travel, but it’s no more cheap, neither is it efficient. Some trotros are convenient I must admit. Some are spacious with clean seats and neatly dressed mates. Some drivers even decorate theirs with some noisy LCD screen, thrilling passengers to some free Lil Win/Agya Koo movies. Even though I personally dislike the noise, it tends to keep the atmosphere in the bus calm, as the talkatives stay mute. One engrossing truth about the Trotro is that at least, two out of ten times of being on it, you’ll get down regretting and swearing not to take it again. But chaley, “you dey deceive your body.” If you don’t have your own car, your Trotro days haven’t ended and you may want to keep an eye on the paragraph below, just to make sure you’re being shrewd about making your short trips comfortable (thank me later).
In a 207 (Mercedes Sprinter), avoid the front seats. Avoid it! Irrespective of being next to the gear or door. Just avoid it! Next to the gear is hell in a minibus! You’ll have limited space for your legs, long or short. The heat from the engine (which is located around that side) can make you nauseous [don’t ask me how]. The very first seat on the first row (from right to left) is also a no no! If you are not lucky, and you leave your hand holding anywhere near the right side of the car, you’ll get down without a finger. Avoid the second seat [which is next to the mate] on the second row. Don’t be deceived … if the fumes from the mate’s armpit doesn’t give you catarrh, he’ll sell his seat and overload the row. On the third row, avoid the seat right behind the mate. If it’s time for him to take the fare, he’ll inevitably lean on you (and we all know how rare neatly dressed mates are). Avoid the back seat if you have long legs; you might have to share the space for them with a spare tire. Look, I love babies, I love children (we all do, right?), but please avoid sitting next to the mother of three who’s willing to pay for only one seat (unless you’re willing to help her carry one of her children at least). Finally, avoid the mechanic brother who failed to change into something decent before joining the trotro. Trust me, their working gear can indelibly stain a black wool.
If your trotro days haven’t ended (mine will end soon … not the “soon” in Jesus is coming soon please) then you might wanna share some places we must all avoid in the Trotro by leave a comment.