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Getting Naked At Zipolite Mexico Nude Beach
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Nomadic Naturist
Just a little while back, my wife J and I got to spend time
in Zipolite on the Pacific coast of Mexico. Zipolite is one of the few beaches
in Mexico that tolerates naturists. The sand is dotted with bars, restaurants,
hotels, fishermen, expat North Americans, expat Italians and joyful Mexicans
giggling at our lack of shame.
Days in Zipolite instantly slipped into a meandering rhythm
of skinny dipping, drinking and laughing. I spent my mornings running on the
playa followed by skinny dipping and nude sunbathing. J and I rented a bungalow
on the hill overlooking the naked Mexiac sand.
Zipolite Mexican Nudist Bare Beach
We had a hammock, a bed, an outdoor kitchen area and not
much more, not even a door. It was perfect.
I spent my time at the bungalow nude, loving the sea breeze.
J normally wore a sarong. There’s plenty to eat along the beach and in town
where we located Mexican and Italian food.
Zipolite Unclothed Naturist Mexican Beach Resort
Below are some selections from my journal written during our
week in Zipolite:
11/13/12
Monday day was spent with J in the hammock. Afterward we
walked the amount of Zipolite. We caught a sunset in the Eastern end where we
drank Coronnas and saw silhouetted fishermen finish their day’s work perched on
the giant boulders that protrude in the surf.
Dinner at a beachside restaurant and then back to the bungalow
for some reading. J tried to see TV on the notebook but it did not work out.
I’m not certain I am sad about that.
Tuesday, today. I awoke at 6:30 and went to the playa for a
skinny dip. I am not certain the naturist thing is going to work out nicely here.
Very few people appear to be doing it. I have seen perhaps less than a dozen
nudies, all guys, and one topless girl. We are going to see what the heat of
the day brings. Right now I am happily roasting in the early morning Mexican
sunlight.
11/14/12
Two year anniversary. Wed to the most wonderful man anyone
has ever met.
J took her top off yesterday! I did not necessarily expect
that to happen while we were here. There were boys around the second time she
went top free and she said, I have to get over myself, as she lost her sarong.
Top free / Topless Girl at Zipolite Mexican Nude Beach
Had yet another excellent breakfast with J yesterday
morning. Eggs with salsa and green juice. Then it was off to Puerto Angel for
the one local ATM so that we would have cash. Of course, the ATM was broken. 15
miles, a trip to San Pedro Pochutla and $200 Pesos afterwards, we had cash.
Our taxi driver kept teasing us to have him drive us to the
airport at the conclusion of our trip. House is a long ways away, we will see.
(After) I could get used to this. Had a nice, leisurely two
mile run and then a skinny dip.
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the cake for my day. Breakfast, drinking, dinner will all be exceptional. What
else will I do? Read? Swim more? All I need is all around me.
11/15/12
Up before the sun today. Roosters everywhere. Had yet
another excellent day with J yesterday. She continues to go top free despite
gawkers. I believe it’s second nature at this point, and I suppose she’ll wear
the sarong with no bikini top and that will be that.
Spent the day on the playa. We made plans to check out Shambhala,
but rather we laid in the hammock. Then it was back to the beach for sunset. We
got rather drunk at a bar run by a Chicagoan named Kevin. So drunk that we did
not have as much money as we’d have enjoyed for dinner and spent every last
cent on a bottle of wine and two plates. We walked back on the beach, me naked
and then J collapsed into bed while I feigned to stay up but failed into the
hammock. I anticipated to be hungover today but I seem to be good.
11/16/12
Roosters woke me again this morning. I am loving waking up with
the sun but I wonder if it would alter if I lived here.
Yesterday, J woke with a hangover and we took a boat tour.
We saw the Indio and the Mono (Indian and Monkey) rock formations. I remember
seeing them the last time we were here, for our wedding. Next we saw some
porpoises. Afterward we stopped for snorkeling. Next up one other passenger and
myself scaled a rock formation and jumped off.
Our guide did a backflip. Then J and another passenger
determine to bound too. Then the guide did
Nudist Sites By Naturist Portal. We stopped for lunch and
cervezas. We got a ride back to Zipolite in a very stereotypical camion.
Dinner at La Provencia. We had a bottle of Spanish wine.
Appetizers were a bean pate and goat cheese with beets croquette. J had a
mezcal cream sauce chicken and I had an eggplant dish with a Provencal bean
salad.
11/17/12
Had a breakfast of chilaquiles at a place called A Nice Spot
on the Beach. We discussed our future: Children, opening a tavern, moving out
of the town. We ran into The Norwegians, a couple in the tour on Thursday. We
discussed with them for a short time.
Then it was onto the ATM in Porto Angel, that was really
working yesterday. J re-met up with the Norwegians for yoga while I went
swimming. We grabbed a snack of tlayudas de nopales on the street. Then we
returned to our bungalow with our pals for Havana Club daiquiris. Lots more
amazing conversation. It turns out that Thomas is a chef and knows Eleven
Madison Park, among other NYC restaurants, so he understood how well-known J
is.
11/24/12
Opting for a Skinny Dip at Zipolite Nudist Nude Beach in
Mexico
The last full day in Zipolite was amazing. I did the normal,
wake up, run, skinny dip. J went for an hour or so and a half massage while I
lay nude on the beach. The massage left her very content. Dinner was
straightforward pizzas and micheladas on the main street.
Monday morning in Zipolite, we woke up and lay in the
hammock for a bit before leaving. It was a wonderful trip.
11/28/12
First full week back in the northeast. I’ve sweat through my
shirt, reek of deodorant and paid $7 for a "affordable" drink.
This is civilized?
If you visit Zipolite, it’s important to remember it is not
Cancun. There aren’t any ATM’s in town. The closest one is several miles away
and it wasn’t working on one of the days we went to get cash. While the
individuals are entirely favorable toward North Americans, it helps if you are
able to talk a good number of Spanish. It is also crucial that you note that
Zipolite isn’t a private or sanctioned nude beach. Nudity is taken by the
locals, but not protected and not many people strip down and hardly any women
go top free. It all comes down to how comfortable you are being naked among
individuals in cloths.
It seems to me that naked is something to be laughed at in
Mexico. The people are undoubtedly more prude than North Americans when it
comes to keeping themselves in textiles, but they’re not almost as judgmental
of nudies. They might point and laugh but, if you are confident enough to see
the silliness in wearing clothes in the hot sun, you can laugh together, and
everything will be fine. They did not demand I cover up the way some New
Yorkers may demand top free girls cover up in Central Park.
