Up until this time I was not aware that my ticket was valid for the bridge for another week, and I headed straight for the bridge... where of course I arrived too late for anything worthwhile, and was advised to come back the next day.

Back at the motel, I extended my stay for another night.
That sums up the experience of being on the road for me. It's not often that I think about it but occasionally I am reminded and realise how I miss that freedom!