One day, we were supposed to go to the hospital to get our medical check-up (You take deep breaths as the doctors use their stethoscope to 'check' your lungs, and then you get your blood pressure checked). But before we could go, we needed to make a stop. Nu needed to help her friend who was on the side of the road. Apparently her friend who bought her car didn't know which gas to get for it, and was gasless. We pulled up to a gas station to get her some. But low and behold, they didn't have any gas cans.
What do they do?
They decided to give us a plastic bag full of gas and the top of a water bottle to use as a funnel. Seriously. No joke. And who had to hold the bag and funnel? Me. Lucky me. I sat in the front seat. I held the damn bag as close to the window as I could so I didn't have to inhale as much of the fumes as Jenny and Elana are cackling in the back. Lovely. Only in Thailand.
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