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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

Sunday, October 28, 2012

15 years in a hammock

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Margarito

15 years


in a

 hammock

I recently met this lovely wise man in Puerto Escondido, Mexico. He suggested that I might want to visit where he lives; in a lagoon 30 minutes out of town… off we went. He took great pleasure in showing me around. Of course the place looked magical. What was most impressive and contributed to an unusual and very soothing atmosphere was the intensity of the silence. There were some exotic birds and apparently crocodiles & snakes live there too. What was most impressive & interesting was him, Margarito! A unique character with a big heart and so much wisdom. He has been living in his hammock for 15 years. He moves it depending on how he feels like, from one side of this huge lagoon, to the other. If it gets too hot, he just parks his canoe in the middle of the lagoon and sleeps there. He doesn’t fish in the lagoon, avoiding contributing to the issue of overfishing. He spends his nights reading philosophy and learning new languages, using his lamp torch. I visited his house, the largest house there is on earth according to him: the whole lagoon.

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