Back in San Luis Potosi
We had to go back to San Luis Potosi (the City) to have a service on the bike, our 20,000 miles was here already, and our friends recommended us a mechanic who used to work on Harleys, and as there were no dealerships around unless we headed straight to Mexico city, it was the best option......We had to go back to San Luis Potosi (the City) to have a service on the bike, our 20,000 miles was here already, and our friends recommended us a mechanic who used to work on Harleys, and as there were no dealerships around unless we headed straight to Mexico city, it was the best option.
After an exhausting 25 mile dirt road, we were once again on the blacktop, and we motored on. We had to stop over one night, and experienced our first Sex Hotel, where rooms are charged by the hour. We negotiated an all night rate, and parked the bike. There are several great things about these places. There is always covered parking, usually in a lock up garage, this is to protect the privacy of the fornicators, but is also very useful if you want a good place to park the bike, the rooms are cleaned very regularly also there is free porn
another bonus to some travellers!
Our Sex Hotel
Ruben at work
We found Ruben easily enough, working on a powerboat in his yard, and he greeted us in true Latino style. Rum was poured, beers ordered and Ruben produced hundreds of Harley Magazines. He took us out to lunch , and more beers, and it was late in the day before work commenced, slightly altering our plans to get out of San Luis that night and stay somewhere smaller than this big city.
After Ruben nearly dropped the bike on me ( he said he did it on purpose but I dont believe him!), massacred my oil filter and drained all my engine oil, he gleefully told me that he didnt have any oil or a filter. I thought we were stuck, but we got in his Jeep, drove around to a couple of shops and a couple of garages, and by 8om, my service which would normally take 40 minutes at the most, was over. 7 hours later!
We had a bit of a challenge finding a room, but in the end gave in a took a room that was way above our budget, but at least meant an end riding round confusing, narrow, cobbled one way streets of San Luis.
San Luis Plaza Principal