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It's a Chopper, Baby.

 

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While I'm scared to death of them, I am finally getting used to the motorcycles that flood every corner and avenue of this enormous city! In Chennai, I saw more full families riding a single bik around - most remarkably with little two year-olds clinging to the backs of their fathers, or women in full beautiful saris riding side-saddle, holding their husbands passively with their right hand and cradling baby with their left. Usually the babies were wrapped tightly and entirely to protect them from the sand and dirt spitting up from the concrete, but sometimes you'd see a little bangled arm poking out which was pretty cute - however dangerous that they're on these things in the first place! They move so fast and navigate such tight spaces!

Here in Delhi, I've noticed fewer babies on wheels, although it is still relatively common to see families or couples sharing a bike. There are certainly fewer women riding alone, at least in the New Delhi area. I also discovered today that blue license plates identify embassy officials, while yellow means cab driver/rental car, and white represents everybody else.

 

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