luminescente

Today while driving through the streets of Lisbon, but also applies to any other part of Portugal, is that the traffic signs are a like a erotic movie: you get some hints here and there, but the biggest part is left to your imagination. No wonder accidents happen. Show us some pure hardcore where nothing is left unsaid (and shown).

And don’t get me started on highway exits/entries, with the entry lane just before the exit, meaning the traffic interlocks while some try to get out but have to wait for others to get in…