We left Matehuala around 8 in the morning. We traveled across some of the worst, and some of the best roads in Mexico. At least three Military Check Points, but we were waved through them without any inspections. We kept smelling some strange smell. It turned out to be sulphur gas coming from our batteries. We checked, and they were both low on water and “cooking”. Filled them up, and the smell went away, but in a day or two, they would not hold their charge any more…. but I am getting ahead of the story. Also, one of the straps holding the waste water holding tank broke, and Steve had to crawl under the motorhome with a ratchet strap to hold it back up. Of course, Mighty Max, the Wonder Dog, loved all of the extra stops, because he got to run around and smell all sorts of new territory. We had planned to cross the border at “Colombia-Solidarity” Bridge. We had crossed there many times before. But we got very close, but could not find it. The GPS could not find it either. The Internet said that it was closed??? Doubt that. But since we could not find it, we let GPS girl guide us back down through downtown Nuevo Laredo to another bridge, which we have often used before, but knew first hand that it would not be “motorhome friendly”. What a nightmare. Small compact cars would have trouble in that area. We waited in line to turn in our “Temporary Importation Permit” for the motorhome for at least thirty minutes, the engine temperature constantly rising. Then, we did not have a normal VIN, and that really caused lots of problems. All is well, that ends well, but I am sure that there were many unhappy campers in the line behind us. Then on to the bridge, where we spent about another hour, waiting in line, starting to overheat. When we finally got to the USA Border Control Guy, he was nice and friendly, but also sort of wanted a tour of the motorhome, again angering the folks behind us, I am sure, but you got to do, what you got to do, to get through the border.