It looks like a small motorcycle with a cart on the back because that is EXACTLY what it is. Brittany and I felt like we became professional hagglers when it came to price. The drivers would always start at some ridiculous amount and we would laugh at them and tell them they were crazy...in a very polite, culturally accepted way. We would then work our way to a reasonable amount and hop in.
The second half of the trip, we got brave and began riding the motorcycles around town (and even sometimes on slightly longer trips). There were a few particular people that I would trust with my life on the moto...
And the helmets did nothing to help out the hair situation...
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