I once took a motorcycle trip that lasted 8 months, from Seattle to Buenoes Aires. I rode through Mexico, Belize, Guatemala, Honduras, Nicargua, Costa Rica, and Panama. Then Colombia, Ecuador, Peru, Bolivia and Argentina.
The unique situation I found myself in, was that I was riding a $5k motorcycle, with $1,000 worth of motorcycle gear (jacket, pants, helmet, boots, gloves), and stood out from nearly all of the people that I met. Not only was I "rich", but I also rode an "awesome" 650cc motorcycle. The typical bike is 150cc-200cc and the guys were always impressed with my bike. They wanted to know how much it cost. How much was my helmet. How much for the visas to cross the borders. Etc. I'm also 6'6", and white. So I stick out like a sore thumb when standing around 5'8" brown skinned Latin American guys.
I spent some time with a couple of local motorcycle travelers in Bolivia. They were wealthy by all terms. Their cleaning lady walked to work for 45 minutes. They drove $100k mercedes. They spent thousands on skydiving trips to Paraquay. The cleaning lady didn't make that much money in a year.
I had to take all of these inputs, in stride. I was on a journey that wasn't going to stop until I reached the end 8 months from the start date. I didn't get on a plane and fly home until the last day, versus a 1-2 weeks later like many travelers. So it became a way of life for me, and it was very introspective to say the least.