On Lungotevere, the street along the river, I couldn’t just casually cross the street. Cars were parked so close together I had to keep walking on the side to search for a place with room to get between them. How do the park them that tight? I could have walked to the corner, but then I found a place to squeeze through.
Walking along the sidewalk on the cobblestones it was apparent that people using canes have to be careful to keep them from getting stuck in the cracks between the blocks. Stick a cane, trip and fall. That’s a warning sign they could put up somewhere. Or they could just make fatter canes.