wind, rain, cold, dust, heat, sandy ruts and all those other *terrible* things are part of the brilliance of motorcycle travel.
on a bike, you are part of the environment you travel in. it affects you, you are required to respect it, and therefore you learn more from it.
in a car, like you said, you can be more connected to your soda and tunes than you are to the things on the other side of the windows. grand.
to compare the two modes of travel is to me like comparing watching a gig or a sporting event live as compared to on the tube. (i own neither a car nor a TV.)
as for communication with my travelling partner, the teamwork and trust required to ride two-up, standing on the footpegs and picking our way through the rough stuff of bolivia, peru or whereever on 450kg of home is a pinnacle of togetherness.
cheers,
andy
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