They may be scratched, dented, and belching black smoke, but they work. It is like being back in the 50's with the wrap around windshields, and big tail fins. I saw an old Dodge similar to one I had when I was at university. The first private taxi we took was a 1956 Chevy Bel Air. There are many old Fiats and the Russian version, the Lada.
Motorcycles are all over the place.
I have never seen so many motorcycles with side cars in my life. Unfortunately many of them belch out horrible fumes. There are no pollution controls over here. They are usually a faded pink colour, and always crammed with people. On the highways we saw many an open truck crammed with workers, or children, and sometimes with people and bicycles stacked on.