E-Z as Can Be

Anyway, we made it to New York. Lots of people were wondering because it's been a while since my last post. Some of Tiffany's friends even texted, emailed and called to ask if we made it out of Impy's driveway, which is nice because it means they were reading the blog (but obviously not too closely or they'd have realized we never pulled into the driveway in the first place).

So we made it. And as soon as we got the chance, we got back in the car and drove to see Tiffany's family in New England. After years of living plane-rides away from our families, we were giddy at the idea that we were connected to certain members by the same highway (I even texted my brother in Florida that I could see him in just under 1,300 miles). But it wasn't enough that we could leave work on a Friday night and be having a beer and Dr Pepper with Tiffany's dad before bedtime. We wanted to be there faster, which we realized as soon as we got onto the West Side Highway in Manhattan and almost immediately had to come to a stop in the Cash Only lane while E-ZPass drivers cruised by us on the way to their own families.

"Sh*t," we said, looking at each other.

But it turns out you can buy E-Z passes in the cash lane in New York, so, guess what, we bought one.

"How does this work?" I asked the woman.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, when can we use it?"

"Right now," she said.

"Oh good!" I cried, stuffing my dollar bills back into my wallet.

The woman stared at me.

"Not right this minute," she said. "You're in a Cash Only lane."