"Where have you booked us?" was the cry from Tyler on inspection of the Cambie Bar in Nanaimo. "Nice Suntan" one man said to Dana as she walked in. Oh shit, WHERE have I booked us?
We were presented with 7 Cambie dollars for our meal as well a crazy sound guy with a liking for karaoke. Oh my god and the room they gave us to sleep in!!! Covered in grafitti, several of which were of nude men in high heels??? They also said we wouldn't get paid until they checked the room the next day for damage, HA! Should I use my sex appeal to survive or to escape?
"You are too cute" I was told by one punter, and "oh what a cute accent you have". The second dude was spotted muttering to himself in the bakery the next door the following morning. The show was accepted greedily as they were used to loud rock, and wow look how cute Anne looked playing cello all dressed in white with the funny fingerless sock gloves on! We set off shortly after 10am to get a ferry to the mainland Van to meet Mick and "Ol Dirty" the RV which was to become our home for the next 2 months. Oh dear, what have I done? Several setbacks later and we were on the road, and rolled into Nelson around 3am, trying to punch the code for the hostel we were given into anything that looked remotely like a keypad on the front door, all very james bond but we didn't find it and had to sleep in the van. Bollocks!!!
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