Day 4 continues......

We have to solve the photo problem with this site, but in the meantime will continue with text.Well I can honestly say that there is not much to see in northern Mexico.....barren desert with a few shacks along the side of the road. It seems like every woman has a road side "cafe" that I would not eat or drink in if I was paid and every man owns a tire shop right next door. YUP this is it for miles and miles. It is hard to imagine that people actually live in these places because there is literally NOTHING around. We drive for hours thru this and see lots of scrawny cows, horses, donkeys, sheep and goats just randomly grazing at the side of the road and then we hit the mountains and see nothing but cows, horses, donkeys, sheep and goats just randomly grazing a the side of the road. At least the gas stations are clean (for the most part).

The mountains are at least more scenic. But there is nothing around. We also seem to be the only ones that know what a speed sign means. The limit is 80 and 18 wheelers are blowing past us on winding 2 lane roads in the mountains......granted the speed signs don't make any sense at all. one sign will say 110 and 10 feet past that one is a sign saying 40 and 20 feet past that 80?!?!? say what?!? So as if we don't stand out enough.....we are the bright red van with Ontario plates on it, 2 bikes hanging off the back, a luggage case stuffed to the brim on the roof being driving by some pasty gringo and we are the only ones clawling thru the Mexican wilderness at a snails pace following every speed limit posted.

We have not seen anywhere to stay all day but finally around 8:00 pm we come to a town called Matehuala-Saltillo and find an amazing motel called Motel Real Villas. Each room has it's own garage so we can pull right in and not have to unload the bikes and everything. This is also the first time we bump into someone that speaks English which is nice. The room is 580 pesos for a single room with 2 double beds (that is less than $58). Not too shabby. And the room is sparkling clean - the whole place is only a few months old. We are hungry at this point but don't want to venture outside the walls to try and find a restaurant so we order some room service salad and quesadillas for Trev and I with Carona and a hambuger and fries for my mom. Then sleep since all the channels are either in spanish or porn. No T.V. tonight. The beds are typically Mexican, which means HARD AND UNCOMFORTABLE but we're not trying to sleep upright so its' somewhat of an improvement.

Now we are told that if it is called a Motel in Mexico then it is used usually by the hour if you know what I mean and if it is a Hotel it is a nicer place. But I still highly recommend this place if you ever find yourself driving thru central Mexico.