#TrotroDiaries: The police, the driver and the chase

Last Saturday, I took a trotro to go meet-up with a friend around the Airport city. Trotros are my main form of transport around Accra. Half-way through the ride, the trotro got pulled over by the Police. The driver did not have his license. These situations usually get ‘settled’ with the exchange of some few cedis. Only on this occasion, the police seemed to not want anything to do with that. He directed the driver to follow him to the police station. This was met with a lot of pleading and agitations directed at the police and the driver respectively.

 

The police directed that the Trotro driver followed the police car to the Airport Police Station. We were on the Spintex Road headed to 37. Whenever the police car stopped, the trotro had to stopped, making us, the passengers, very angry. We could have alighted from the trotro but we didn’t. The conductor (mate) was unwilling to give us our money back. So angrily we continued this police pursuit, uncertain us to how it was going to end as our final destinations were way beyond the police station.

 

At some point during this whole encounter, the police car stopped to attend to another offending driver, this took the spotlight off our trotro for a while. The driver took advantage of it to ‘lose’ the police car to cheers and applause from us. However, we became agitated at the driver again as a turn off-course, a clear attempt at running from the police. We felt that it was a bit too much to try to run-away from the police and that had he remained on the main route, he could always tell the police he was going ahead to the station, should he be caught. We began making demands to get off the bus, the driver and his mate paid no heed and refused to refund the fare. I could have gotten down at this point, but I was half-intrigued to know how it will end. Will the driver really outsmart the police?…I kept wondering.

 

Taking the detour, the driver who was heading to 37 now found himself at Shiashie, headed to GIMPA. Considering how far-off we were from our route, I thought it all ridiculous. Yet the thrill of it all, kept me going. It is not everyday that one gets to be in a run-away trotro lol. Now moving from GIMPA to the Fiesta Royale hotel, we were stopped by another police car. To our surprise, it was the same police man. This is the second time that the Ghana Police has impressed me so much this year. Slowly this little acts are restoring my faith in them.

 

At this point I had had enough and went on to take another trotro to my destination. If anyone else who was on the trotro reads this and stayed longer, please feel free to finish the story in the comments 🙂

I hail from Ghana, drawn to both academia and industry and very passionate about Africa. This journey is going to be filled with stories, random ramblings, sites and soundbites, everything and anything that captures the world through a uniquely African viewpoint. Welcome aboard!

I hail from Ghana, drawn to both academia and industry and very passionate about Africa. This journey is going to be filled with stories, random ramblings, sites and soundbites, everything and anything that captures the world through a uniquely African viewpoint. Welcome aboard!

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