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A little about Playa Zipolite, The Beach of the Dead . . .

Playa Zipolite, Oaxaca, Southern Mexico, on the Pacific Ocean. A little bit about my favorite little get-away on this small world of ours.

Zipolite, a sweaty 30-minute walk west from Puerto Angel, brings you to Playa Zipolite and another world. The feeling here is 1970's - Led Zep, Marley, and scruffy gringos.

A long, long time ago, Zipolite beach was usually visited by the Zapotecans...who made it a magical place. They came to visit Zipolite to meditate, or just to rest.

Recently, this beach has begun to receive day-trippers from Puerto Angel and Puerto Escondido, giving it a more TOURISTY feel than before.

Most people come here for the novelty of the nude beach, yoga, turtles, seafood, surf, meditation, vegetarians, discos, party, to get burnt by the sun, or to see how long they can stretch their skinny budget.

I post WWW Oaxaca, Mexico, Zipolite and areas nearby information. Also general budget, backpacker, surfer, off the beaten path, Mexico and beyond, information.

REMEMBER: Everyone is welcome at Zipolite.

ivan

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Puerto Escondido: Sah-Hey y Yo Sah-Hey y Yo. Sah-hey (as Sage's name is pronounced in Spanish) is leaving today. We had a great few days together, filled with yoga, beaches, walks, sunsets ... onemexicanminute.blogspot.com/2012/04/sah-hey-y-yo.html


Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Sah-Hey y Yo

Sah-hey (as Sage's name is pronounced in Spanish) is leaving today.  We had a great few days together, filled with yoga, beaches, walks, sunsets, and a hilarious Zumba-type work-out class (the students were the two of us, and a gray-haired bigggg dude with no rhythm).  Our friend Maria invited us to her house on Sunday, a little oasis in the middle of nowhere on a secluded beach.  We spent the day and evening lounging, talking, eating, napping, and releasing baby turtles into the ocean.




This week is Semana Santa, and the town is filled to over-flowing with families on spring break.  This is Sage waiting in a huge @ss line at the Super Che (or as Sage calls it, Mexican Costco).


I got home from Spanish class on Monday and found a dude up in the top of one of the palm trees in our yard.  He had shimmied to the top with just a rope to cut down the coconuts so they wouldn't fall on our head (problems in paradise).  Look close and you can see him in the tree.


It was so good to have Sage here - so needed.  Now I'm perfectly positioned to enjoy my next few days off doing yoga, surfing, walking, journaling, reading, and resting in the spirit of solitude.

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