And I bet you thought that this was about those wonderful V-twins.
No, I'm in India right now and the biking scene is amazing. No big bikes, all 125cc commuter bikes with the odd Enfield 350. In fact, there are more bikes than cars. Helmets are rare. Women ride side-saddle on the pillion wearing their traditional dresses and mixing it with the heavy lorries and suicidal motorised rickshaws. Often, a mother will be holding a child as well! Sometimes the whole family could be on one bike and there could be two adults and three children on a bike in a country where traffic rules are almost non-existent and the roads are often littled more than pot-holed dirt tracks with goats, dogs and cows wandering freely.
And how about this for novel luggage!