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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

Monday, July 1, 2013

Hurricane party and Mazunte. | Travel Blog Howdy people, Just back from Mazunte's turtle reserve so I figured a blog is in order before I nap and decide whether or not I'll go out tonig. www.travelblog.org/North-America/.../blog-792717.html

Hurricane party and Mazunte.

North America » Mexico » Oaxaca » Puerto Escondido


Mexicos flagPublished: June 22nd 2013North America » Mexico » Oaxaca » Puerto Escondido
June 22nd 2013 

High stakes poker!High stakes poker!
High stakes poker!

Otto (left) and Expo (right) play 200 peso per hand poker at Brads most Saturday nights.
Howdy people, 

Just back from Mazunte's turtle reserve so I figured a blog is in order before I nap and decide whether or not I'll go out tonight. 

The Hurricane party was a remembrance of Carlotta from last year. Held at Brad's split coconut bar. Bar name is fitting since the hurricane nearly killed brad haha! There was a live band covering Led Zeppelin tunes....but they sucked! So I didnt hang out long and wound up wandering towards home slowly where I ran into a local teacher I'd seen earlier at Brad's. She invited me to sit down and listen to the Latin band playing so I did for a bit until at midnight we shuffled to another spot where I strangely found my pasty white a** dancing....haha. 

Ok so this morning I woke at 445am to ready myself for the lunchbox trip to Mazunte. As I entered the main palapa, the usual suspects were still partying from the night before! I am glad I'm too old to pull off crap like that anymore. An uneventful trip down although I arrived wayyyyyy too early so I found a little restaurant got to know the owner and she and 

The Latin band.The Latin band.
The Latin band.

For the life of me..I cant remember the bar name. Might be the Mescal's fault!
her husband fed me eggs and ham black beans and rice tortillas and juice and 3 beers for 30......yes 30 pesos!!!!! Had a fun chat session till the reserve opened then I shuffled on over to buy a ticket in. All told it was small and not very impressive but still worth the 27 peso entrance fee. (pictures to follow). So as it's 5 pm here and I've been up 12 hours and I'll be worthless should I decide to go out if I don't get rest, I'll post and annotate pictures and go shower and visit my hammock. 

Hasta pronto a todos


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