Quickshaw

Shop-owners tried to entice us into their shops, but we caught a quickshaw or taxi and asked for the nuns' convent. Never have I been so scared as I was during the next twenty minutes. There are no traffic rules in Colombo […]

We went out together and hired a quickshaw (as the Ceylonese taxis used to be called) and I took him out for beer and lunch at my favourite Chinese restaurant.

We drove there in the one taxi in town, a large Brougham automobile of ancient vintage, whimsically called a quickshaw.