I thought I'd start a thread specifically on Tolls, be they in France, UK, anywhere. Just funny or awkward toll-related situations.
Ours comes from our recent French trip, we went with the mister driving and me nagging, oops, I mean navigating Given that I'm currently in a sling with dislocated shoulder, we hadn' t bargained on my 'practical input' ! At our first, at Calais, I just sat looking at both slots out of reach and being unable to even get out to fathom out the process. I tried stuffing the money into random holes but zilch !! Eventually, the hubby had to leap out of the driving seat, run around the toll, muttering, sort it and leap back. I then had a screaming fit as I thought the barrier would come down, "drive you madman, for goodness sake!! " He calmly said that there were sensors and we weren't gonna be crushed in some holiday tragedy.
A few journeys later, when I was getting confident and knew how to lean over, and that there were two levels of tickets, I tried taking a ticket, then realised there wasn't one, it was a different type of toll I looked back to the driver behind pointing ridiculously at the holes in the hope he may help out rather than looking completely annoyed, he didn't. I even tried to stuff a note into the hole that turned and grinded, turns out that was coins only ! Then we discovered the beauty of our Clarity credit card.......... it worked in every toll, no shouting, no domestics, no furious tailgaters Lesson learned, so we can go back to France after all.
Ours comes from our recent French trip, we went with the mister driving and me nagging, oops, I mean navigating Given that I'm currently in a sling with dislocated shoulder, we hadn' t bargained on my 'practical input' ! At our first, at Calais, I just sat looking at both slots out of reach and being unable to even get out to fathom out the process. I tried stuffing the money into random holes but zilch !! Eventually, the hubby had to leap out of the driving seat, run around the toll, muttering, sort it and leap back. I then had a screaming fit as I thought the barrier would come down, "drive you madman, for goodness sake!! " He calmly said that there were sensors and we weren't gonna be crushed in some holiday tragedy.
A few journeys later, when I was getting confident and knew how to lean over, and that there were two levels of tickets, I tried taking a ticket, then realised there wasn't one, it was a different type of toll I looked back to the driver behind pointing ridiculously at the holes in the hope he may help out rather than looking completely annoyed, he didn't. I even tried to stuff a note into the hole that turned and grinded, turns out that was coins only ! Then we discovered the beauty of our Clarity credit card.......... it worked in every toll, no shouting, no domestics, no furious tailgaters Lesson learned, so we can go back to France after all.