When I finally got back to the U.S., (almost) I exited at the Sarnia/Port Huron, Mi. crossing. I started to get into this long line of cars, (didn't know how long it was) and thought to myself, "I must be in the wrong line" swerved out and around and passed everyone until I saw that the line was for cars, the others were for trucks and busses. Luckily someone was asleep at the wheel and I ducked in front of them about 100 yds from the U.S. Customs. I must have saved myself at least three hours and pissed off a thousand people. The line I passed must have been 1/2 mile long and it wasn't moving a bit and that was on a Tuesday at 12-noon. I'd hate to get caught in that line on a weekend.
Regardless, it was good to be back in the land of $2.89 gas again.