This thread reminds me of when I nearly got killed in Barcelona. It was my first time in a European country and I was trying to find my hotel. I aimlessly crossed what I thought was a bike lane with my eyes upwards looking for any sign of the hotel. Before I knew what was going on there is a large scooter two feet from me schreeching to a halt. What I thought was a bike lane was a narrow street with traffic doing 30 mph. The woman on the scooter shouted some Catalan curses at me and sped off.