Did we go to the same Italy?
Two wide'ish lanes, one either way. Pull up to a light. Waiting, waiting. Motor bike pulls up on our left, going the same way. Yeah, alright. Then another car pulls up on our right, almost on the verge, going our way. Hmmm. Then two motor bikes pull up on the right of the car on our right. Can't get any worse. Car pulls up on the left of the motor bike on our left! If I've added up correctly that's six into one, pending.
We got used to the Italian way of driving and even started doing the same things, although you had to make observations first in each region to make sure the inconsistent driving behaviour was consistent, and not just localised. Wide lanes were a bonus in many places and must save a lot of Italian lives (hint to Australia). Well, it's only two lanes, mine going forward, and theirs coming the other way and a truck in front is blocking my rapid progress - off we go, pull out into the opposing traffic, blink your lights, the opposing traffic moves over, you pass the opposing traffic in
their lane, then pull back into your own. First time we saw the manoeuvre we thought there would be a head on - then we realised everyone was doing it.
Foolishly drove around Nelson's Column in peak hour, but as you say, everyone simply points and nods their intended direction and everyone gets through, slowly.
Around the German/French border regions both sides looked the same, well maintained. Only when we got further into France did things start to resemble Australian dusty towns with pot holed roads. We joked the Germans sneaked over the border at night and tidied up the French side for aesthetic reasons.
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