Taxis III

Yet another time I was in a parked taxi when an old lady rode up on the back of a boda (a motorcycle taxi). She paid the boda driver and hopped into the crowded taxi. The boda driver handed her change through the window of the taxi and we were about to be off. Then suddenly the boda driver started shouting at the old lady, something about the money he had received. She was denying his accusations and it started to become a heated argument. A crowd of people on the street began gathering around the taxi shouting about how this old lady had cheated the boda driver while everyone in the taxi was shouting back at them that she had not and to let the taxi go. The driver began making the “tsk” sound and the next thing we knew he drove off with the door wide open and the crowd of people shouting out behind us.

--PHD