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When I was a kid in Laos (maybe 6 yrs old) I was sick and had to go to the hospital in the big city. My dad must have taken me there in a taxi, and so we had to take a taxi home. I recall very well (on the ride home) even at that age a milk jug like dispenser mounted on the dash in the taxi. I must have gotten dizzy from the fumes because I recall my dad telling the driver to roll down the windows or asking to roll down the windows. I remember there were gradulated marks on the dispenser. That was the taxi meter!
Back in the 70's it was "anything goes." it's probably not changed much there.
Last edited by MotoSook; 01-22-2011 at 10:36 PM..
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