I recently tarmacked a foie-gras factory's carpark in South West France near the Pyrenees with a bunch of Portuguese guys. It was a bit like picture #3 but everyone was shorter, darker and less bald. (in case you were wondering).
Man the joy of fresh pavement smooth and flat, for a bit at least. You savor that moment as long as it lasts and it won't last long in the AK., London I imagine the pavement holds it's freshness a tad longer.