Alien Base: The Evidence for Extraterrestrial Colonization of Earth: A CONTACT IN MEXICO
Between 17 and 20 August 1953, Mexican taxi-driver Salvador Villanueva was hired by two Texan tourists to drive them from Mexico City to the border of Texas. After about 60 miles, they had just passed Ciudad Valleys when the car ground to a halt. Oil had apparently leaked from the differential and it was obvious the car would go no further. The Texans angrily unloaded their baggage, hired another cab and drove off without paying.
Villanueva tried unsuccessfully to flag down a car for help. Reluctantly he decided to stay with his car for the night and seek help in the morning. It began to rain. At about 18.00 he crawled under the car to look at the damage again, and it was while in the prone position that he became aware of two pairs of feet.
From what he could see of them, both feet and legs seemed normal, except that they were enclosed in what looked like a seamless grey corduroy. Scrambling up, Villanueva found himself confronted by a couple of pleasant-looking men, about four feet six inches in height. Because many Mexicans are short Villanueva was not unduly alarmed.
Both men were dressed in a one-piece grey garment and a wide perforated shiny belt. Around their necks were metal collars with what looked like small black shiny boxes on the back of their necks. The men carried helmets under their arms similar to those worn by jet-pilots or American football players.
Villanueva assumed that they were pilots who had landed nearby. The men continued smiling. One of them opened a conversation by asking Villanueva if he was in trouble. The taxi-driver replied in the affirmative, explaining what had happened. The ‘pilot’ smiled sympathetically, then made small talk. It was at this point that Villanueva realized that the man had a peculiar accent, as though he were stringing words together. His companion said nothing but occasionally made expressions indicating that he understood. ‘Doesn’t your friend speak Spanish?’ asked Villanueva. ‘No, but he is able to understand you,’ came the reply.
It began to rain again, so Villanueva invited the men to shelter in his car, where the conversation was continued. It was confirmed that the men were indeed pilots.
‘Is your plane near here?’ asked Villanueva. ‘Not very far.’ ‘Where are you from, if I might ask?’ ‘We have come from very far.’
By nightfall Villanueva felt there was something very strange about these men. In his conversation the spokesman betrayed that he knew far too much for an ordinary man, not only about this world but about others too. So around dawn, Villanueva asked if they really were aviators from our world. ‘No,’ came the reply. ‘We are not of this planet. We come from one far distant, but we know much about your world.’
Villanueva was incredulous, believing they were teasing him; he even accused them of such at one point. After sunrise, the men said they had to leave and asked the taxi-driver if he would like to accompany them to their craft. Expecting to see a conventional aeroplane, Villanueva followed them as they led him for about half a kilometre through a swampy area. Although he was sometimes sinking to his knees in muddy pools, he was astonished to notice that the men in front of him did not sink at all. ‘When their grey-clad feet touched muddy pools,’ reported investigator Desmond Leslie, ‘the mud sprang away from them as if repelled by some invisible force. No dirt ever seemed to come in contact with them and they remained unspotted although his own boots were by now caked in mud.’
Villanueva also noticed that each time they walked over the muddy pools, their perforated belts glowed. He hesitated nervously, but the aviators turned round and smiled encouragingly.