Adventures in British Columbia, August, 2017 Part One – Beginning the Journey


My journey began a couple of months before I actually left, when I received an email from WestJet Airlines informing me of a great two-day discount on fares to British Columbia. It had been many years since the price of a return ticket had been less than $500, and it had been two years since I’d seen most of my BC family, so I had to act quickly. Through phone calls, texts and emails I was able to figure out the dates that would work for everyone, and get my flights booked by the end of the day. Jim decided he’d save his money for Arizona, so I was on my own.

Because my family members live many miles and many hours away from each other, it took me many hours of research to put together my busy itinerary, on a limited budget. Renting a car for three weeks and driving for hours by myself was out of the question, so I had to depend upon public transit. Before I left, I had most of it tweaked. I printed out two copies, one for me and one to leave with Jim. I attached mine to a large envelope and put all the necessary paper work inside, in date order. I knew that was the only way that I could keep from getting overwhelmed. I need to know my plan!

On August 7th, Jim and I drove to an inexpensive motel near the airport in Mississauga, where we stayed for the night so we wouldn’t have to leave home very early in the morning and fight the traffic to get me to the airport on time. Once we were settled into our room at the White Knight Motel, we decided to walk to the closest restaurant for dinner, where we, mostly, enjoyed a buffet of Indian food. I say mostly because I have difficulty with hot spices and a couple of dishes left me with watering eyes and burning lips, which is too bad, because I love the flavour of curry. On the way back we watched the jets flying over our heads to land at the airport behind our motel. I thought it would be noisy all night, but we didn’t really hear the roar after 11:00 pm.


At 8:30 the next morning, I was on a plane bound for Kelowna. Jim was on his way home. At 10:45 BC time (I’d flown through two time zones) my long-time friend, Judy, picked me up at the airport and provided me with meals and a very comfortable room for the night, as she always does when I’m on my way to my daughter Sarah’s home in Kaslo. I am so grateful!

We had plenty of time to walk around her quiet neighbourhood in Vernon, which is about an hour away from Kelowna and a mixture of smaller properties and larger farm properties. It’s not unusual to see people on horseback trotting along her street, or a family of Quail flitting through the neighbourhood.

We also had long conversations on her porch, including discussion of the drought and wildfires that had put the province into a state of emergency. Smoke lingered in the air, obscuring the mountains.

Vernon (4)

After an early lunch the next day, she drove me to the Kelowna Bus Terminal where I caught my bus to Nelson. At 7:00 pm Sarah met me there and we had an hour to catch up while we drove to Kaslo. My traveling was done for a week.

Be Wary When Booking Transportation Online

I learned an expensive lesson this week.

In July I found a good price to travel to Kelowna, BC to visit my daughter and meet my new granddaughter, so we booked two tickets for mid-September. Then we had to figure out how we would get from Kelowna to the small town of Kaslo, where they live. We checked the price of renting a car and it was nearly $700 for two weeks, more than the cost of one plane ticket. So, I booked the bus to Nelson, the closest we could get to Kaslo, and I arranged to spend one night each way in Vernon with friends, as there was only one bus a day and the times didn’t co-ordinate with our flights.

Last week, after further discussion with my daughter, we decided that we really would need our own vehicle in Kaslo, so I searched again for better deals.  I found a few at half the price we’d previously found, but by the time I consulted with Jim and we decided to book, the price had already gone up by $40.00, no matter where I looked. Hot Wire still had the best deal so I jumped on it.

Ecomomy Car

BUT when I clicked on the first choice at the low price, I got a message back saying there was an error with my order and please choose another vehicle. There were three more listed at the same price, but I got the same message with each one. The next best price was a special on a larger vehicle at a cost of $545. Jim said, “Book it”.

larger car

I did. I had to pay up front with my credit card and it said there was no refund. I completed the transaction and the confirmation notice came up. When I noticed an ad on the page for hotels in Bellingham, Washington, I took a closer look at the confirmation. I had a car booked in Bellingham, not Kelowna! How the heck did that happen! I immediately got on the phone to Hot Wire. When I told the agent about my problem, without hesitation she said, “Well, just this once, as a special courtesy, I can refund that order and rebook a new one for you.”

Great! Only problem was, the car I had booked was no longer available. The next best thing was back to an economy car at an even higher price. I told her I wasn’t happy with that, but I had no other options. She asked for my credit card information again and this time it wouldn’t go through (perhaps because one had just gone through a few minutes earlier?). She asked if I had another credit card. I said “No” (not true, but at this point I simply wanted a refund on my first order). I asked again if she couldn’t just cancel the first order and I’d book again later. She said that wasn’t possible and suggested I should contact my bank and then try to book again.  In the meantime, the original order would remain in place, and obviously the price could jump by many more dollars by the time I got back to her.

I finally handed the phone over to Jim, asking him to book it with his credit card. That conversation went something like this:

Jim: I don’t think we should have to pay the extra price because it was the fault of the Hot Wire website that the car was booked at the wrong location.

Operator: I wasn’t our fault. An error was made by Judy when booking.

Jim: No, she put in Kelowna, BC, which is nowhere near Bellingham. Why would she do a search for Bellingham? The error was in your software program.

Operator: I’m sorry, sir, there is nothing we can do about that.

Jim: You can give me the car at the original price.

Operator: It’s no longer available.

Jim:  It was when she booked it.

Operator: But that was for Bellingham

Jim: That’s Hot Wire’s fault. Just give us the refund and forget about the rebooking

She had to ask her supervisor. She came back to say she couldn’t do that, but she could give us Hot Wire Dollars.

Jim’s blood pressure rose higher and higher. This stupidity went on for another 45 minutes.

Jim: Do you really think we would ever book anything again with Hot Wire?

That’s the best she could do, so he reluctantly accepted the offer. But, low and behold, when she tried to process that offer, she couldn’t get it to go through the system! Hmm. Could there be a problem with their software?

Jim didn’t back down. He let it be known that news of this very poor customer service (and what almost seemed like a scam) would be spread around the globe.

Finally, the original order was refunded and the new, incomplete order was cancelled. Messages to that effect arrived in Jim’s Inbox before the conversation had ended. A short time later, he also received a message with Hot Wire Dollars attached. Sorry, too little, too late.

A search on the websites of specific car rental companies, rather than suppliers, yielded a hassle-free booking with Enterprise at a price not quite as good as the original price for the non-existent cars on Hot Wire, but much better than what we would have ended up with had we stuck with them.

Yesterday, there was more drama disturbing the peace in our home. I tried to cancel the bus booking in Kelowna. I was certain that I’d seen somewhere while booking that it was refundable within a certain time period. When I gave the agent the information, she needed to talk to Jim since it had been his credit card used for that booking. She told him the ticket was non-refundable. Nowhere on the confirmation sheet did it state that and he was in no mood to accept this. While he argued with her, I checked online to see if I could find anything about it being non-refundable. When I came to the list of bookings available for our dates and place, only the fourth one down said in the summary that it was Non-refundable. The first one was already selected, and was the lower price, so I’d clicked next and booked it. This time, I noticed a link that gave more details.  It was there that I found it, “NON-REFUNDABLE!” This time it was my fault, so I owe Jim $158. Lesson learned!

That’s why I prefer traveling in the RV! I hope the trip goes a lot better than the planning of it!