Lombard Street, San Francisco
Meg was itching to drive down the curviest street in San Francisco.
She took the hairpin bends with ease, laughing like a maniac whilst I did my normal "Oh my Lord I'm about to die" thing.
The view from the bottom. She let have a couple of minutes to calm down, then she found 'The Steepest Street in San Francisco."
The road on the other side of that yellow zebra crossing seems to be a cliff edge, when we drove across the junction the road down was so steep you couldn't see it over the end of the bonnet, it was just like driving off into thin air.