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20 minutes inside a Caasi (Bus)

An Caasi (Bus)

“Xamar weyne Xamar Weyne” screams one guy, clutching onto anything he can grab, whether the top of the bus or at the back standing on the bottom of the boot where the license plates are present. “Shaqaalaha Shaqaalaha” the other screams, trying to block the sound of his rival. Xamar weyne and Shaqaalaha are just 2 of many different areas in Mogadishu. 

 As my car was presumably “borrowed for a few days” by a friend of mine, which in fact turned into a week and a half, I’m currently standing in Maka Al Mukarama road, the main road that connects the city.

 I’m planning to head out to Xamar weyne to buy a shirt to relax in Mogadishu’s heat. I listened quietly and headed towards the first guy screaming my destination and gave him a signal, a nod or an arm swing or even a sound that is common here, “ssst ssst”! In Mogadishu, Caasi (Bus) drivers will not spare anyone. They would hussle you and scream in your face the part of town they headed just to get you on board. The most extreme case I had witnessed one time when I was driving was seeing 2 rivals arguing over a passenger were one conductor took the Keffiyeh (scarf) of a gentleman, ran back to his caasi knowing the fact the he would be chased back in order to get the passenger seated. They spare no-one. Its business and in the Caasi industry, the one with the loudest voice tends to win, pure and simple. 

Trying to bungle in, a 6ft3 guy, inside a caasi with a small head length, it’s a tough job but an experience I will never forget. Remember, there are no doors with these caasi’s. This is done to maximize the capacity and people hang on from the outside to where sometimes would even sit on the roof!

But this time, I got a grandma with a hen inside a cage sitting on my left and one young soldier with his Ak-47 facing down and thank god for that, sitting on my right. I’m stuck between the 2 and another guy squeezed on the left side of the soldier. I thought “This is brilliant, what a start”.

As we headed down Maka Al mukarama road doing 40mph amid arguments, loud phone conversations and some teasing being dished out at the front seat were 3 people had somehow adjusted, a lady at the back with her shopping bags signals to the driver she had arrived at her stop and a sharp touch of the brakes, the caasi suddenly comes to a halt. Inside are 3 rows of seats and I thought “how will she get out with all these people in front”? But I underestimated the power of the caasi. The inductor, a guy with khat in one hand and money on the other, opens up the bonnet of the car were, to my amazement, I literally saw the mother climb off from the back. 

I looked around to see if anyone else was surprised as me to were my astonishment, 2 other’s had climbed on from the back and bundled in with an already roughed up back row, all eager just for the driver to move in order for the breeze to swerve their faces briefly, momentary defeating the heat of the sun. 

Caasi drivers are known as "King of the roads"
The driver, who has reasonably been quite so far only to see him shout occasionally at rivals, revved off without any hesitation. Within 10 yards, the soldier taps the roof to signal he had intended to get off. Me, already struggling, now had to make room for another tall bloke with an Ak47. The only thing I had to make sure, in my mind, was to avoid the eye of the weapon. I don’t remember how I made room but trust me, I somehow did!

As we were arriving to my destination with a jam packed vehicle, I was glad in one sense and a bit gutted that my journey was coming to a brief end. The 3 at the front, who took full charge, had been teasing one other passenger at the back which had made even the driver, with a no nonsense face, chuckle. From the look of it, the teasing was only going to get worse.

Approaching, I had followed the route of the soldier and tapped with my fist the roof of the Caasi to make my signal with again, a harsh brake halts us, making us all lean forward from the pressure. 

I tried to bundle out, with “Excuse me, excuse me, sorry, thank you” tone which I had been doing 20 years in London but to no avail. A lady with a hen is sitting at the only path out. We are inside a Caasi and I realized the only thing that works is a loud voice. “Haye, ka leexo!” (Ok, move) was all I said with a tough tone and it thankfully did the magic. 

Getting off, I paid my 8,000 shillings (Less than a dollar), looked at the caasi, off to continue its adventure without me. 

Oh how I love this city.

Mohamed Hassan (Dj)

Comments

  1. We must change them. We need new buses in the city

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  2. lol them drivers are crazy, I remember one of them tried to hit me one time

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  3. lol These drivers need real training AND new buses in the city

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  4. Waa ku Salaamay Deeq, I took a few rides last year on these mini buses, the city is now ready for an upgrade of public transport, it's time for new bigger buses now that the roads are being fixed.

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  5. Hope u are safe after the bombing yesterday in K4

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