Playa Zipolite. Welcome To The Beach Of The Dead!: CHRONICLES 4 The next day despite the hangover, the golden waves of the sea gave me good morning. Treating myself to some tasty and spicy chilaquiles at one of the few restaurants on the beach. Then after putting locker down to the last corner I used to walk all over the beach over a mile like god brought me into the world. That morning sun was still acceptable. How fun it was polishing the soles of my feet and bathe in the sea, until I arrived at Playa del Amor. Quite an adventure that mythical site of true earthly glory.

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

Thursday, May 23, 2024

CHRONICLES 4 The next day despite the hangover, the golden waves of the sea gave me good morning. Treating myself to some tasty and spicy chilaquiles at one of the few restaurants on the beach. Then after putting locker down to the last corner I used to walk all over the beach over a mile like god brought me into the world. That morning sun was still acceptable. How fun it was polishing the soles of my feet and bathe in the sea, until I arrived at Playa del Amor. Quite an adventure that mythical site of true earthly glory.

Micky Durcal Adicto

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CRONICA 4

Al día siguiente pese a la resaca, las olas doradas del mar me daban los buenos días. Invitándome unos ricos y picosos chilaquiles en uno de los pocos restaurantes que habían sobre la playa. Para luego después de ponerme bloqueador hasta el último rincón, solía caminar por toda la playa de más de un kilómetro como dios me trajo al mundo. Ese sol mañanero era todavía aceptable. Qué divertida me daba puliendo las plantas de los pies y bañarme en el mar, hasta llegar a Playa del Amor. Toda una aventura ese mítico sitio de verdadera gloria terrenal.