Approaching the toll booth, I began to panic. There were three lanes each labeled for separate purposes. I knew we didn’t fit into the EZ Pass lane, but that still left two other options – cash or full service. Having only a few seconds to decide, I quickly threw this one out to my wife who made a quick judgment call, “Go into the cash lane!” I swerved over without even checking my blind spot and luckily no one was there. Upon pulling into the “cash” lane, I noticed that it was unattended and the drivers in front of me were tossing change into a collection basket. Crad (no misspelling here)! I knew I should have grabbed the change from my car before leaving our house. Now what was I supposed to do? I was surrounded by two cement barriers on the left and the right and a big gate in front of me which magically opens when the driver pays the toll booth fairy.
After yelling at my wife (she is sitting here while I write, so I must tell the truth), I checked my rearview mirror and noticed there were no cars blocking a “reverse maneuver” but a few were getting closer. I reversed our car while in the toll lane, which I am confident, is illegal, and proceeded to get into the proper lane – the “full service lane.”
When you’re in the wrong lane, it’s good to back up and get into the right one.
“They wandered in the wilderness in a desolate way; they found no city to dwell in. Hungry and thirsty, their soul fainted in them. Then they cried out to the Lord in their trouble, And He delivered them out of their distresses. And He led them forth by the right way, that they might go to a city for a dwelling place” (Psalm 107:4-7).
