Hmmm, well, my most recent road trip was in Costa Rica, we were staying in the central valley and everyone wanted to travel to the Pacific side to see the beach. Now, having lived and grown up in Florida my whole life, I have never, ever, drove over mountains, and the entire trip to the beach , was over mountains, and I was elected to drive our little rented Diahatsu over these flipping mountain roads with no guard rails (they apparently don't believe in them in Costa Rica). The locals where flying by me at whatever Kilometers per hour they were traveling at, and I was freakin terrified most of the way to the beach.