The parking lot of our hotel is an inside court, like many here. The hotels surround, or nearly surround, the parking lot.
Turned out to be a bad common negative in a factory connection. Kind of hard to find initially, but one connection jumpoer and I am good to go.( to be fair I did have the connection apart before so I may have got it dirty or something).
Just as I was finishing the repair the gentleman on the right in the photo above strolled over to say hello. He and a dozen or so others are Mexica Federales, heavily armed police that patrol the cities and highways. These guys were armed to the teeth. They ride with two in the front and four in the back of pick-up trucks. Tonight our friends were off to patrol a local highway. They typically only monitor northbound traffic as Mexico is trying to slow the northerly flow of drugs. Theye were friendly guys, wanted to know about Canada and our bikes. A few minutes of chatting, then they put there large weapons on their laps and pulled lout of the driveway.
Tommorow we ride into the Yucatan fron Veracruz, still planning to enter Belize on Thursday if all goes well.
Take care all