You couldn’t pay me enough to be a motor coach, or even car driver here. Traffic “flows” in a chaotic, reckless, game of “chicken.” Painted lines, when present, might as well be invisible. Every conceivable mode of transportation participating in a death defying ballet.
And parking, oi! Deep in the crowded cities, we’ve seen cars parked so close it looks like a crane had dropped them in the smallest niches. Our Tour Director, who lives in Rome, has had visiting friends say “you don’t park your cars here, you abandon them.”