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#14 - The Answer to #1

Answer to WTF #1

We had many correct answers to this first contest, so I guess I will have to make them more difficult in the future....the correct answer is:


Cambodian Gas Station
 ( petrol filling station for the non-Americans)




The Cambodians pay a fair amount for gasoline at the regular stations ( yes, they have gas stations just like in the USA), about $1 USD per liter, so almost $4 bucks per gallon. This would be one reason there are so many freaking motorbikes (over 1 million just in Phnom Penh, the capital, along with 300,000 cars...all in a poor city of 3 million)...




that, and a new Lexus in 2018 costs over $220,000 USD ( average income in Cambodia is less than $1,100 USD per year)......So, that, coupled with few filling stations on the road, especially in the countryside leads to these "independent" shops with a small rack of gasoline, in old, used bottles...Johnnie Walker seems especially popular.

I’m told that these stands are also selling ‘bootleg’ fuel, purchased In Thailand, and thus fuel sold this way is about 20% cheaper than the regular stations...these small bottles ( you can see some small water bottles filled) are the perfect size and price for motorbikes.

I’m also told that the quality is questionable at these stands, but they seem to be everywhere, and quite popular.

Our winner, the first correct answer is from Amanda M., from San Francisco.
Great, now I have to get to the Bay Area to give her the prize....



A Motorbike Furniture delivery

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