Here's Porky Pig's worst nightmare, the Two-Stroke Pig Express. The problem is simply stated: You got your pigs over here and your butcher shop over there. And you got your scooter. I'm pretty certain the pigs are deceased, if only because I can't imagine them getting them into the carrier while they have any say in the matter.
Meet the most careful bike pilot in Saigon. Yes those are eggs. The eggs, like the pigs -- like everything in Southeast Asia except passengers -- have been secured to the bike using those stretchy things with hooks on each end that I used to keep the trunk of my car closed when I was a starving -- well, mildly hungry -- college student. I only wish I owned the patent on those things for Thailand.
The Pipe-mobile is seen frequently in Thai and Vietnamese villages these days as indoor plumbing becomes ubiquitous. Having watched these being loaded, I can tell you that the driver got on the bike first and then the pipes were layered on either side of him, and he'll stay on the bike until they're taken off, because there's no other option.
Moving day. All the wicker bookcases I bought in Bangkok and Phnom Penh, where my apartments are overflowing with books, were delivered just as you see below.
This could go on forever. But this is the use to which the motorbike (or "moto," as it's usually called) is most frequently put -- as the family car. And I've seen them with much bigger families on them.
Only two wheels? No problem.
Tim -- Sundays