When in Rome... Driving Styles

It’s fascinating how the culture of a place can have such a significant influence on my behaviour. Today I allowed a taxi to overtake me on the wrong side of the road, and then push in front of me without even the slightest raise in my blood pressure. What a change to when I first came here! I’ve discovered that while driving in Germany, I was a model of restraint and order and followed the rules of the road to the letter. However, behind the driver’s wheel in Spain I shook my fist out the window, shouting at fellow drivers and taking crazy chances crossing lanes and squeezing between cars. In France I closed my eyes as we went round corners with trucks hurtling past us on narrow country roads with no shoulders. I drew the line in Italy and decided I’d rather walk.

How are you influenced by the behaviour of people in different countries?