Soon, my new friend Arthur and I were sitting in my living room talking about motorcycles, travel and the fellowship of the road.
Motorcycle riders are motion addicts and only other riders truly understand the affliction.
Most motorcycle clubs offer a similar service. Arthur had just completed a solo trip down through Mexico and Central America. He had flown himself and his motorcycle, an Italian MotoGuzzi, to Miami from Panama. His bike had been delayed a day and was due to arrive at Miami International the next morning. He was on his way by noon.