Nothing quite like Beijing by bike - motorbike

There are countless ways of getting from one place to another, but pop me on the back of a motorcycle and I am happiest.

I actually drove a motorcycle many moons ago when I lived, as a wife, in Japan. One night I knocked an old guy into a ditch and the next day found out that I was pregnant so that was the end of my motorcycle-driving career. The old guy was OK but I developed a phobia about two-wheeling.

This lasted for many years until I had a boyfriend whose true love was his big motorcycle. I didn't want him to know I was terrified of his pride and joy, so with racing heart and butterfly stomach I got on the back and rode.