"Here's a few million dollars. Welcome to Zimbabwe." Zimbabwe by RblWthACoz

My father tosses a thick stack of bills into my lap with a grin on his face. It produces the desired effect as I look at the money with a smile on my face and with my eyes slightly wide. There are 101 $50,000 bills which makes it $5,050,000. Zim dollars that is. There's no point in converting it to U.S. Two months ago it could have been worth fifty, two days ago it could have been worth thirty, and tomorrow it might be worth ten. Inflation takes on a new meaning here. One night you went to sleep with what was worth about $5,000 US in the bank. You wake up late the next morning and you don't know it yet but your money is only worth $4,000 US now. Inflation. Your new worst friend.
"Three hundred and fifty thousand," he tells me. I peel off seven bills and we pay for parking at the airport.