A Simple Taxi Ride Home

I was on my way home one evening, I had decided to take a taxi home rather than using a motocycle popularly called okada, Taxi's over here are cheaper than taking a
bike ride. I went to the motor pack, asked about which was going towards my street, When i approached the car, i noticed two men sitting at the back seat and one woman sitting at the front; The average taxi cab takes four passengers at the rear and one in front. It beats the time i had to be sandwitched between three fat ladies at the back seat. We waited for the forth and final passenger to arrive and then we set off, the ricketty Datsun or Opel (I am not sure of the make and model of the car anymore), hey besides most Taxi drivers over here use either of the two for reasons best known to them.
The Old rickety car could barely move faster than the average man could run, (am not kidding) as we went on, nothing eventful happened, nothing extra ordinary happened; Only the notice of the direct contrast i see the average time i watch a cable TV movie.
While over here our cabs may be ricketty (at least some of them) and used more like public buses, on TV, it looks fine and flashy.
As the Taxi crawled on, Nothing eventful happened only the look of tired market men, a teacher and the taxi driver. Knowing the risk involved in taking a quick and crazy bike ride was the only comfort as i was eager to get home, I can not compare this small town to the high and mighty Lagos or Abuja city where traffic builds up and where people practically have to get off their cabs and buses to walk home. I am however grateful, that however slow the cab ride was, I got home in one piece to write this here.