. The GPS had one route the printed instruction another and Ana's brothers another. Since Ana's brother was familiar with the route we chose to let them lead which lead us to a new adventure. As we neared St. Louis Potosi we saw a toll road swooping down under the city but when that turn off came Rob leading at this point drove past and we headed for the heart of the city. Traffic was very congested and we plowed through only to pop out on the West side of town in an Artist community of stone sculptors. All over were gorgeous statues, columns, ... ... being hand carved right there. Then we went through a huge market area with vendors right on the street. Out of town the road started curving and winding and rising and narrowing. It go so I couldn't look out my side of the car. The drop offs were straight down! But we managed. At one point a potato truck had spilled it load all over in one of the winding curves. An as always the Mexico busses seem unaffected by the sheer cliffs and lack of guard rails. We finally climb up to a mesa and resume normal speed and head for Aguascaliente where Ana family await her. We met brother, sister, mother, father and grandmother. They could not have been more sweet. It was late and raining by this point but they help us find a beautiful Motel, The San Marcos, which would allow us to have Skipper and Rascal in our room. Slept like a LOG! The most amazing part of this story turns out that George, Ana and Rob all have the same last name!
We got an early start to drive the last 40 miles or so to make it to the border. We knew the border offices opened at 8:00 and were first in line. Right behind us was a young couple in a Jeep with California lincense plates. Turns out this was Ana and Rob who were relocating to Mexico in the town of Aquascalientes. We discussed that it would be good if we all caravaned together. We had maps and the GPS and step by step instructions George had printed from the internet. Ana turns out was a Native Mexican and she and Rob had been married for 6 years. He is a computer programmer and she a violinist. Ana had gotten instructions from her brother who they were going to live with but unfortunately they were like most Mexican maps and signs "VAGUE" We are so used to the detailed US maps that it is frustrating when Roads numbers on the maps and signs on the road are TWO DIFFERENT NUMBER! It happens. Off we go we lead with our mirage of mapping devices. Monterey, Saltillo, then Ana instruction differed for ours