Bustling Chetumal

We had a straight shot to Chetumal on tollroads and the driving was fine. One incident with a man who thought he was in the Indy 500 and almost flipped his car but didn't. We unfortunately, were able to see the terror on his face clearly.
We come dangerously close to 1/4 tank and hope that the info we received from the Federali was indeed the truth. But it all works out at the last moment and the fear subsides. The guide book talks about that stretch of road with big letters...VERY ISOLATED with no amenities...DO NOT DRIVE AT NIGHT. It's enough to give a person the jitters. We make it into Chetumal safely with plenty of time to search a place to spend the night.
We drove around the city which nicely placed on the bay and rimmed with fancy hotels. Totally out of our budget and besides we are looking a bit ragged. I asked a doorman at one of the high priced places for a "muy poco pesos" room. My Spanish is horrible but we finally get directions to a cheap place way off the bay, like in a seedy neighborhood. But we feel right at home and the dog is no problemo. The hotel rooms are built around a small courtyard and the truck is out on the street. We try to avoid that but the gal at the desk assures me that someone will watch it 24 hours a day. It'll be fine and besides we are bleary eyed and need to stop.
We spend the evening watching the Mexican Melodrama unfolding from the courtyard. I can't say for sure what was happening but there was allot of back and forth between rooms, knocking on doors, meetings up on the 2nd story veranda. All of it happening in what looked like their pajamas...like boxer shorts and t-shirts. It was funny. Again we were the only guests as everyone else appeared to be living there.
Tomorrow is the Belizean Border and the circus of entering another country. Mexico was so easy that you just know this time we're going to pay