“Wait here,” she said, “my husband is in the car, he’s a retired mechanic, I’ll go get him.” I looked at her, and said, “I’m not sure you’ll be able to help, it’s car trouble, but thank you.” We were getting ready to call it, Dom had tried everything he could, when an elderly lady walked over and asked me if I needed any help. I was so sure my prayers would be answered and someone was coming, so I actually felt a little disappointed. When we asked the man at the petrol station if he had any tools he responded with a blank, “Nup.”Ī few tucks and some motorbikes had stopped, but no one could help. All we had was a spanner, a hammer, and a very small screw driver. We went back to praying.ģ hours later we had come to the conclusion that we couldn’t fix it, but we had to somehow get closer to the end so we could get a tow. This meant the tow was likely to costs us somewhere between 1 - 2 thousand dollars. They proceeded to inform us that yes, we are covered for a tow anywhere… up to 250 kms, which is quite a long way, but our nearest town was 580 kms away. However, we discovered that if we stood in a particular spot and held the phone up high, we had one bar of reception! So we called our roadside assistance, as we knew we were covered for a tow anywhere in Australia.
So I started praying that someone would stop who knew something about cars. As soon as we started looking at it I knew we were in a pickle. Pulling out of the petrol station in some non existent town right in the middle of the Nullarbor, our accelerator pedal wouldn’t go down. It was pretty incredible, and we felt totally safe. The following night we pulled over just off the road and camped. “Mate, are you sure you don’t want to have a quick look?”
We force fed each other every carrot, potato, banana, zucchini, mushroom and strawberry we had, only to have the border inspector smile and wave us right on through. Not very scenic and very noisy with all the trucks, but we had a heap of fresh produce we didn’t want to waste (because we stocked up for the drive and didn’t think about the border), so we decided to try and eat all of it for dinner and breakfast. We spent the first night camping by the petrol station in Borderville.
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