In a supermarket here, a gallon of milk costs $3.
(European readers may insert bitter laughter here—a gallon of gasoline in Washington costs a trifling $1.60).
I ate at least—and I'm being conservative here – a gallon and a half of halfway melted ice cream that day.
The per capita residential consumption here, 108 gallons a day, is more than in Los Angeles, where residents average 85 gallons a day.
With regular gas now at $1.83 per gallon here, this attitude seems both arrogant and dumb.
Mr. Agassi and his investors are convinced that the cost of running such a car will be significantly cheaper than a model using gasoline (currently $6.28 a gallon here).
Gasoline prices, already as high as $2 a gallon here, could go higher, Chevron executives have said, and fuel for airplanes and machinery could be in short supply.
Gas just went up 2 cents a gallon here, which is a lot, Ms. Lamb said, to a man who watches his paycheck trickle much too fast into the tank of his pickup.
Heating oil costs more than $7 a gallon here, and a can of condensed milk sells for nearly $4. Villagers are going moose-hunting in groups to save on the cost of gasoline.
Our vehicles are packed with water and spare gas (only 78 cents a gallon here, cheaper than bottled water), ready to trace the routes blazed by last century's leathery rusticators Wilfred Thesiger and Bertram Thomas.
