It was also one of the most terrifying driving experiences of my life. Whilst trying to navigate our way to the NZ Embassy to sort out new documents, I suddenly saw a familiar looking shape on the horizon. As the Arc de Triomphe and its famously hectic giant roundabout with no lanes approached, I couldn’t help myself from uttering something along the lines of “No, no, no, NO, NO!!” Just like this.
A have never in my life had more of a potty mouth than driving through that roundabout. There were no road rules, it was laws of the jungle. You just had to push you way through and hope no other cars crashed into you. I still curse the GPS for taking us through it!