Enter Roundabout

If I thought the English were obsessed with roundabouts, they are nothing compared to the French.

Every half mile (sometimes .2 of a mile) our GPS chimes "Enter roundabout". I just don't understand it. You never get to gain any momentum before you have to slow down and hurl yourself treacherously around and around in a circle before flinging yourself off.

And the French, I have to say it, are terrible drivers. They do not always yield to traffic already on the roundabout, and they do not always signal when they exit it, so you never know what the hell is going to happen to you.

Even on the freeways, they don't signal, they change lanes right into you, and they cut right in front of you as you exit the freeway.

Here is an example of the kind of warning the French drivers need. Where we ate dinner last night. On a river.

What happens to a car when you drive off a pier. In case you weren't sure.