Craptastic. The car will no longer take a Level 3 DC Fast charge. Level 2 system seems ok, but that’s not going to help me get anywhere.No error messages presented on the screen.So, being (fortunately) close to the Calgary Porsche dealer, I limped it over there, arriving with 2% charge remaining.I have, with great regret, canceled my hotel reservation in Banff, and booked a hotel... literally overlooking the Porsche dealership.The saga:Six attempts at the Petro-Canada in Siksika. No joy. Tech support unreachable. Woman behind counter was able to reach down and flip a switch and reboot the DC Fast charger! Whoa! Good to know.Topped up an hour at the Petro-Canada Level 2 charger there.Drove to a Flo network Charger in downtown Calgary. DC charger and car can only agree to feed me 3kW. Call their support... “Sorry, tech support is only open Monday to Friday. We could send someone out sometime later this week...” Chargers are operational 24-7. Unacceptable level of support. Never again using a Flo Network charger.Drove to Calgary BMW dealership... because they have a Level 3 charger. No joy. Charger reports internal fault. Sigh. Good thing the dealership was closed... that would have been embarrassing.Drove to Calgary Porsche dealership. Arrive with 2% range. Not going anywhere else.Looked at the Porsche-branded Level 2 charger out front. “Cannot charge. Grounding fault.” Before I even plugged in. Bad maintenance.There was a 110v outlet next to the charger. I plugged in the charger I carry in the frunk. It started charging.., at 0.8kW. That’s right 800 watts. The dashboard said charging would be complete... on Thursday. Today is Sunday. Thursday. Covered wagons made better time.Walked around back. There was another Level 2 Charger there. I decided, screw it.I parked my car in the entrance to the Service Dept so they find it first thing Monday morning.I briefly considered sleeping in the car... mostly for story of it. But then I looked at the building next door. It’s a hotel. Yeah, fine, I’ll sleep there.And the hotel has a bar. At which I sit now, drinking a beer and considering life choices. Oh, there’s some game on the TV. I keep looking for Joe Montana... but they must have some second string guy throwing this quarter.