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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, February 10, 2013

12-9 Zipolite Beach The Adventures of Alohaman, Tasha & The Beast 2007

12-9 Zipolite Beach

Welcome > Dec. 2007 > 12-9 Zipolite Beach
I lost my photos of the cockfight and will have to wait until Tasha sends me some replacements. In the meantime... Tasha and I both fell in love with Zipolite. It's a laid back and homegenous community with the most eclectic mix of humanity you could hope for. Mexican, Europeans, ex and current hippies, expatriates from all over the world and all seem mellow and laid back... perhaps because of the good Mexican weed I smell throughout the town... whatever. Here are some photos Tasha took on or around the area during the 10 days we were there... 

This is Fernando's premiere breeding cock. He won 5 fights and was put out to stud...
after several years and siring mutiple winners he is still the dominant cock in the yard




Tasha Couldn't Resist The Name







Follow are some examples of their beautiful sunsets.
We began to question whether they rival Hawaii.























Fernando took us into this church prior to the cockfight.







Believe it or not, the guy below owns several hotels.
Big cockfighting bettor and sponsor. I think the guys around him are bodyguards.



Putting the spur on fighting cock.


Fernando the main judge at the cockfights.


Street Scene

Kai The Hatchet Wielding Guy Plays Wagon Wheel on Green Ukulele





Saturday, February 9, 2013

Cell phone rental/purchase, PE


Branford...
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 Cell phone rental/purchase 
We will be in PE for a week in early March. I'm totally confused by all the ways I find on the Web to buy/rent phones, buy sim cards, etc. My wife has an elderly mother at home in Connecticut and needs to be in touch with her daily and needs to be reachable from the U.S. Any suggestions on the cheapest reliable way to go? Muchos gracias!
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Destination Expert   What's this?
for Vancouver
I'd probably look at Magic Jack or something similar but see the bottom of the top questions on this page: tripadvisor.ca/ShowForum-g150786-i45-Pacific…

Pochutla Monday Market


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 Pochutla Monday Market 
We will be in Huatulco next week for our 3rd visit. So we are a wee bit familiar with the lay of the land.
Can we just hire a taxi to take us to Pochulta Market? For a few hours? If that is possible, any idea of the return cost? Would the cab fellow wait or is there taxi's that would bring us back?
Or is there a bus we can take there and back? Again what would the cost be? Assuming Pochutla is inland is it far from Zipolite? We would kind of like to check that beach out for an our or so.
I emailed Marcos and he is busy those Mondays already. He did get someone to take his place but the price was crazy $380.00 USD!!!!!
Any advice would be appreciated.....
Thanx
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1. Re: Pochutla Monday Market
After being to the market, I know we would not have experienced the best of it had we been on our own. So many things to taste and see, small alleys, hundreds of people...just overwhelming. Without a guide it would have been lost on us. You may be comfortable in that scenario or If you speak Spanish you may get on by yourself o.k. Maybe you can try to find an english speaking taxi driver to take you? It is quite something to see.
That quoted price must have been for the coffee tour as well?

Winnipeg
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2. Re: Pochutla Monday Market
Yes....coffee tour was included. But that still seemed like a big chunk of change! No we don't speak much Spanish. Maybe a enough to get us out of a mess! Lol
Thanx

berwyn...
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3. Re: Pochutla Monday Market
You can hire a taxi and the driver would be happy to either wait for you or come back to pick you up- same goes for Zipo or anyplace along the coast you want to visit. It's really up to you, your comfort level and how independent you are.

Winnipeg...
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4. Re: Pochutla Monday Market
We did the tour with Marcos also, it is to bad he is not available. I am sure you will be able to hire a taxi driver to take you both ways. If possible try to find a driver that speaks english and can help you along the way. Worth the trip it is was about a 45 min drive. The market was great to see and the town was really busy. There may be other guides that someone on the forum can suggest or a english speaking taxi driver. Have fun and enjoy the market.
dreamer300

Cabanas Buena Onda. Puerto Escondido, Oaxaca. México

Thursday, February 7, 2013

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Zipolite Where in the World Are William and Kelly? A Journal of an Expat's Winter in Southeast Asia





Sunday, January 23, 2011





Zipolite

We have made it to what certainly feels like the end of the road.  And in a way, it is.  A mile or so stretch of sandy beach wedged between two large rocky crags on each end, sheltering this little resort from the rest of the world.  This is Zipolite.  Fabled travelers hangout and the coolest spot of paradise you have yet to visit.  A guy from New Zealand we met on our second day sums up this place perfectly: "I came here for a week´s vacation... but that was two and a half months ago."


Zipolite is permanently stoned.  A hippie beach paradise populated by the zoned out, dropped out and tuned out.  Shirtless yogis weave necklaces, aging cosmic surfers sip Coronas at 9AM, and all manner of European tourists beach themselves in the sun, making an art of doing absolutely nothing.  There are more people here with dreadlocks than I have ever seen in one place.  Having not been to Jamaica or a Bob Marley concert, that surely isn´t saying much, but trust me on this, there are a lot of dreadlocks here.  And nudity.  Zipolite has earned some fame for its lassiez-faireattitude to clothing.  By which I mean, no one wears any.  My long ago proclamation about nudist beaches still holds true here: the people most in need of clothes are the ones least likely to be wearing any.  I don´t care who you are, no one wants to be surprised by a 70 year old German vagina when relaxing on the beach.

But despite the nudity, Zipolite is gorgeous.  The waves are huge and the ocean frequently violent with a very strong and dangerous current. 

It makes for exciting swimming, though!

Our first night in Zipolite, we decide to rough it a bit and sleep in hammocks.  For only 70 pesos each, we secure the right to hang all night on the second floor of a mostly deserted hostel with only the crashing waves as company. 


This sounds wonderful and romantic and the stuff of dreams.  It isn´t.  Hammocks are generally fine for a nap, but a full night´s sleep is pushing it.  Neither of us can get comfortable and William has bad dreams all night and I don´t think I actually slept until I finally passed out from sheer exhaustion right after sunrise.  Oh well.  Mark that one off the list!

We amble into "town" - which is basically one street.  One block, actually.  A few beachwear shops, an internet cafe, some bars and restaurants, and handful of stores not selling much.  It is really hot in the middle of the day.  Everything is dusty.  No one wears shoes.  According to our hypotheosis that everyone is most likely stoned, most businesses keep hilariously irregular hours.  One or two will open in the mornings (but not every morning), a few more open around dinner time, a some don´t open for several days.  You may enjoy a nice dinner one night at a little sidewalk cafe, only to return the next night to see it completel abandonded as if it never existed.

A photo is worth a thousand words, they say.  So let me save a few here:



We find a new hostel, run by an ebuillent French expat named Sylviana.  She immediately welcomes us into her ramshackle little place, which is not much more than a few bamboo huts and some mosquito nets set around a tropical garden.  There are no floors here, one or two lightbulbs, and the sanitation is unmentionable.  But we love it and move in for three days.  We have our own hut with a palm thatched roof and a bed draped in mosquito netting.  You can hear the waves crash as you fall asleep at night.


It isn´t the Four Seasons, or even The Holiday Inn Express.  But it is charming and there are other dirty backpackers there with us and we have a hard time leaving.  Our typical day in Zipolite is as follows:
1. Wake up at 7:30AM
2. Scratch new bug bites.
3. Avoid the toilet.
4. Walk for coffee and a visit to the market to buy beans, eggs, and tortillas.
5. Cook breakfast on the little gas stove.
7. Go to the beach.
8. Stay at the beach.
9. Contemplate getting up from the beach.
10. Put on more sunscreen.
11. Eat lunch in town.  Usually a tlayuda for 30 peosos.
12. Nap in the shade of our hut.
13.  Maybe write.  Probably nap more.
14. Buy some beer or mezcal or rum to watch sunset on the beach.
15.  Go to bed.
16. Repeat.

We are relaxed, blissful, and happy.  But we have to move on.

Oh!  And I found some real, green broccoli.  We took a walk for a few miles to a neighboring town and there it was.  Sitting there waiting for me.  I paid 8 pesos and took him home and cooked him up.  Scrambeled with some eggs and leftover spaghetti.  (We´ve had to get pretty creative with our survival cooking here...)

Up next... Zipolite to Pochutla to San Cristobal de las Casas.....


Chilling in Zipolite BY JARMO JÄRVI


Chilling in Zipolite

With heavy heart I left Puerto Escondido behind me and we boarded the bus going south with a Californian guy who was heading to the same direction. We dropped off in San Antonio which seemed to be just a few houses in the middle of nowhere. We had planned to catch a collectivo (basically a minivan acting as a local bus) from San Antonio, but ended up sharing a taxi with an Argentian guy who was also heading to a nearby beach.
Zipolite BeachZipolite Beach
20 minutes later we arrived at Zipolite, a quiet beach south of Puerto Escondido. Also known as a bit of a hippie hang about and it’s easy to see why that is. Atmosphere is very relaxed, with hammocks at every bar in the beach. During night time you can find fire twirlers and other activity on the beach.
Beach by the Candle lightBeach by the Candle light
Cabana with a view to the seaCabana with a view to the sea
After a while we found a cabana with a view to the sea, costing 250 pesos (about £12). Very rustic place, but it also had a hammock, so no complaints.
Happy hour at Zipolite beach, 2 drinks for price of 1Happy hour at Zipolite beach, 2 drinks for price of 1
Now there isn’t much to do in Zipolite, as the waves are not good for surfing and swimming is not really recommended because of heavy undercurrents. So during day time you take sun and during night time, you eat and drink somewhere on the beach, our choice was often Posada Mexico (the happy hour lasts until late).
Esperanza,Esperanza,
But I do have to warn you that Esperanza (hope in spanish), the resident cat at Posada Mexico, has quite a taste for prawns, and will do anything to get the remains of your prawns from your plate.
Sunset on ZipoliteSunset on Zipolite

Roca Blanca (White Rock) off Zipolite Beach, Oaxaca, Mexico


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Life Love & AdventureFOLLOW MY FIRST JOURNEY AROUND THIS LITTLE BLUE PLANET AS I TREAD WEARILY INTO UNKNOWN WATERS, SIPPING ON THE NECTARS OF ANCIENT FRUIT TREES, GRAPPLING LINGUISTICS WITH FOREIGN TONGUES, AND BATHING IN EXOTIC SENSATIONS ...



The sunrise was a calming display of nature's own clock, neither meandering behind or racing ahead.  Perfecto!  I thinks my body clock is settling in to the new circadian rhythms of this place, and the simple breakfast I had kicked me off to a good start.  I decide to walk over to Mazunte which is the small neighbour to San Agustinillo.  If it wasn't for some road works being carried out, Mazunte oozes the sleepy hippyville of yesteryear.  Like SA no one seems to be in a hurry to do anything (except the poor blokes doing the hard slog on the roads!), and the fragrant menagerie of yoga retreats, massage and reiki places, organic food shops, and dreadlocked dudes and dudettes, was occasionally broken by the scent of marijuana wafting in the breeze!  But I couldn't find any market place where I was looking for some singlets and souvenirs so I headed back. 
The beach beckoned once again so off came the sweat in a cooling swim.  Living your whole life in board shorts and singlet can't last forever, can it? Lets test that theory, hehe.
 
A lazy afternoon kicked off with a good lunch of pescado empapalado and a corona, followed by more hammock time.  While its still quite warm, the clouds have come in to take the bite out of the sun which isn't a bad thing.  I think all this free time weighing on my shoulders is slowly forcing me to forget the usual daily routines and take each moment as it comes, That's ok, but even though I planned to have no plan, I'm a creature of habit and plans are good, even if you don't have one!  Ok so it might take me a couple more days to learn how to handle this freedom - poor me, hehe.
 
With that in mind, I strolled along the main road through town.  There is only one so that didn't take me long. It's strewn with these small restaurant/bars and accommodation options all a stone's throw from the beach.  I spied one place for sale and that got me thinking, hmmm.  Food for thought at any rate ;)
 
Now the wind has dropped off, the waves are purring to the beat of their own rhythm, and I've filled up on wood-fired pizza and beer.  So as the day started, so it ends, and its time for the hammock once again.



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