The wrong turn was the correct turn

Something like this simulation

There was road construction at the freeway on-ramp. Barriers and cones and heavy equipment confused things. it wasn’t until I had turned onto what I thought was the on-ramp that I realized I was on a parallel surface street—and I didn’t know where it led. Rats.

But then I saw the freeway traffic next to me was creeping to a stop. And up ahead were flashing blue and red lights. Whew, dodged that mess. I figured I’d stay on the surface street until it became a problem, then work things out from there. Lo and behold, surprise surprise, the street went exactly where I needed to be.

This reminds me of Douglas Adam’s protagonist in Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency and the sequil The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul who says, “I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.”