We had a nice night in Chemainus, and considered staying another day, but we decided it was probably best we get moving, not wanting to rush it to Las Vegas. It was just as well we did.
As we were driving into the town of Victoria, Rodger decided to crap himself in the middle of the street. He’d lost all power. Mike popped the bonnet and checked the battery. It was flat.
A nice man stopped to help. He analysed it was probably the alternator. As it was a Sunday on a long weekend our options were limited. He rang a garage he knew were good and they said to bring it in. If they could get the alternator today, he’d fix it for us today. that’s pretty amazing service for a Sunday!
So we rang road side assistance and they were going to organise a tow truck for us. Meanwhile another nice couple stopped and brought out their fancy jump starter thingy as ours had gone flat. We jump started the car and managed to limp it off the road and into a carpark. About an hour later the tow truck turned up.
He towed us to the garage and they went about replacing the alternator. But this didn’t fix the problem so they analysed the new alternator was faulty and they couldn’t do anything about it until Tuesday. I had my doubts about it, but we were stuck on the side of the road until they could fix it.
The good news was, we are in a prime location in Victoria, just a few minutes walk to the waterfront, and a 20 minute stroll into town.
Victoria is a beautiful town and I really want to live here. The harbour is gorgeous with float planes flying in and out, and fantastic waterfront restaurants.
From here you can catch a float plane to other parts of the island, to whistler and even to Seattle.
We stopped at a water front restaurant for dinner and I had fish tacos and Mike has pulled pork tacos. Both were delicious.
We both slept really well in our van on the side of the street. I guess we were just so exhausted from the day.