I would never live in a cul se sac again. Everybody seeing you and your visitors coming and going, it felt like living in a goldfish bowl. I didn't feel private at all, just eyes all around. And always a nosey neighbour and a gossip to contend with.
In the school holidays and at weekends the neighbouring streets would discharge their children to play in our safe cul de sac. We had kids [and accompanying noise] on bikes and scooters up and down, so driving home or going out could be a hazard and only safe to go 2 mph. Oh and the odd verbal abuse from the kids too!
Then we had a spate of football matches taking place, and balls being kicked into and onto parked cars, causing damage and scratched paintwork.
Now I am on a not too busy main road but it means police cars regularly go by, there is good street lighting, street is swept often, snow cleared away, people are only passing by not lingering or playing footie. But it's quiet enough, busy enough, people are friendly enough and it suits me far better.