Living dangerously

On my regular morning journey to work this morning, the “mikrolet” stopped by a roadside petrol stall. With the car still running, the female owner of the stall poured a container of petrol into the vehicle. I wondered whether I should briefly jump out onto the kerb just in case we all went up in flames but decided, against my better judgement, to live dangerously. I arrived at my destination safely.

Category: Timor-Leste (East Timor)