I never drove a car in Paris, and I’m glad. The pace seems intense and the rules of the road kind of loose, plus most of the streets are one-way or one-lane, with huge roundabouts that seem chaotic to the first-time observer. But the main problem is: Where do you park?
Okay, most of the large buildings have courtyards, so that’s where a lot of cars go, out of sight through the big doors along the narrow streets. There are also lots of underground parking lots, with discreet little signs next to a plunging driveway. Then there are the streets, where cars seems to be left anywhere and everywhere, backwards, on corners, pulled up on the sidewalk, and so close together, it’s hard to tell how someone got in the spot or will ever get out.
At least the cars are small, and there doesn’t seem to be much air pollution. Mostly our attitude while strolling the streets of Paris was to beware of the cars and wait patiently at marked crosswalks with traffic lights (watching mainly for bicycles and scooters, whose drivers seemed to mostly behave, although they sometimes try pushing through pods of pedestrians.)