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That is a very funny story.

Italy is such a lovely country.

Brilliant but see why your husband was worried.

How exciting to be followed by what your husband thought were bandits, or Roma people, ('gypsy' rather than Italian, who are, sadly, much hated in Paris)

The only thing that happened to me on the Périphérique was that I nearly fell out of the car when the back door flew open!

On the Paris periphery road some guy kept haunting us from behind. We weren't going fast enough for him.

That's French driving coolgran65 tailgating is the normal way of driving here.

Great story giulia your husband was brave to confront him like that.

I would prefer the Peripherique, for some unfathomable reason we once drove through the suburbs of Paris and I was wetting myself at every set of traffic lights where shady characters were approaching traffic at the red lights.

In 1996, driving solo from Chartes to Amiens, I negotiated the Paris Périferique amazingly easily. At least, I think that's what it was!

Driving in Naples as a stranger to the city is interesting!
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I lived in Naples for 3 years and drove a battered little Fiat. Three rules, never take your eyes off the road for one second, expect the unexpected, there is no “right of way, if my wheel is in front of your wheel, I have right of way. Do not stop at red traffic lights if the road is clear. That got some getting used to when I came back to the UK. It was great fun though, seeing the crazy things drivers did.

scary.... maybe he could have flashed his lights ...to get you to stop....

A few years ago , we were staying overnight, in what we thought was Rambouillet , south of Paris , it was actually in a rather dodgy area just north of there .we stopped to get directions from a garage , and I stayed in the car . As DH was in said garage, a car drew up next to us , and a group of young men got out , immediate reaction was to lock doors! They moved of quite quickly, but when DH returned, he said to get allowed into the garage, he had tress a buzzer !

PRESS buzzer !

I was in Italy a few years ago with friends. Only one of us drove. She had a terrible time. It was a veritable free for all. Very very scary!! The motorways were littered with car and lorry detritus ? we almost killed a cyclist when he shot off the pavement in front of our car from infront of a parked car! He didn't look!! I lived on my nerves.

We've had a couple of nasty situations in Albania and Macedonia with people following us.
But we always kept a telescopic truncheon and pepper spray in the motohome and we were prepared to use them.
On one occasion the car following us started to overtake the smart car (we were towing) so OH opened his drivers door
( we had a left hand drive motohome) they soon backed off.

Naples yes back in the days before the use of Euro .
My suitcase was stolen from our hotel lobby hateful memory .
Every car we noticed had a dent
Sort of felt it was a badge of honour.
First and last time hopefully I was approaced and asked if I was a prostitute.
The amount of animal crap on the roads and pavements oh my gosh
Never again.

Ha ha! We LOVED Naples - once we'd given in to it!
Were only once followed though - by an obvious pick-pocket on a local bus!

Once when driving back from the south of France via Paris we missed the entrance to the Periferique and ended up driving through the middle of Paris towing the caravan on Saturday night when it seemed all of Paris was out celebrating. Fortunately when we got to the Arc de Triumph I knew which road to take to get out of the melee.

Once when driving back from the south of France via Paris we missed the entrance to the Periferique and ended up driving through the middle of Paris towing the caravan on Saturday night when it seemed all of Paris was out celebrating. Fortunately when we got to the Arc de Triumph I knew which road to take to get out of the melee.