If ever she is assaulted by a client while driving her taxi at night, Ma Su Mon Kyaw has a plan: Ram her cab straight into the nearest car. “Like that!” she said, smacking her own palm. “To draw attention for help.”
Fortunately, Su Mon Kyaw has not had to enact her contingency plan in her four years as one of Yangon’s only female taxi drivers, but if she has to, she isn’t afraid. Her trade might be a man’s job, but the city, she said, belongs to her. “I know every street, every township,” she boasts. “I am not afraid.”
When Su Mon Kyaw started, there were almost no other females in the traditionally, or stereotypically, male trade. Their ranks have swelled with the general increase in the number of cars on the road, but not by much. (Courtesy of Frontier Myanmar)
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