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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

Thursday, July 17, 2014

VIDEO: Florida skimboarder conquers BIGGEST wave off coast of Mexico Daredevil Brad Domke caught the record-breaking swell off Puerto Escondido, Mexico, earlier this month. BY LEE MORAN NEW YORK DAILY NEWS Wednesday, July 16, 2014, 8:37 AM

VIDEO: Florida skimboarder conquers BIGGEST wave off coast of Mexico 

Daredevil Brad Domke caught the record-breaking swell off Puerto Escondido, Mexico, earlier this month.

 
NEW YORK DAILY NEWS
 
Wednesday, July 16, 2014, 8:37 AM
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He's surfing without fins!
Adrenaline junkie Brad Domke has entered the record books after catching the biggest wave ever on a skimboard.
The Florida daredevil was caught on camera gliding down the wall of water almost 10 times his height — on the half-surfboard sized panel.
Dramatic footage shows the 25-year-old conquering the sensational surf in Puerto Escondido, Mexico, earlier this month.
He's seen speeding along before being caught up by the swell. But, still standing, he then re-emerges and flips out into the ocean.
Experts say that, while still unofficial, they believe it was biggest wave ever conquered on a skimboard — which, unlike a surfboard, does not have a fin,reports Surfer Today.
No fin? No problem. Brad Domke rides a skimboard, which unlike a surf board, has no fin.
No fin? No problem. Brad Domke rides a skimboard, which unlike a surf board, has no fin.
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  • No fin? No problem. Brad Domke rides a skimboard, which unlike a surf board, has no fin.
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Video of the stunt, uploaded to YouTube on Saturday, has already been seen more than 190,000 times.
"Brad Domke called us up a couple of weeks ago psyching on some swell that was supposed to hit Puerto Escondido, or something," his sponsor Exile wrote in the clip's description.
"He needed some help getting there to ride beasts on a finless board like no one else on Earth can," it said.
"Given that Domke has been our boy for over a decade now and that he tends to deliver, we were happy to help him make the trip," it added.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

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When Night Falls in Mexico by paradise For party animals and night owls, Mexico holidays in 2014 are the place to be. Here are some hints and tips to make sure that you have the best nights during your Mexican visit!

When Night Falls in Mexico

WHEN NIGHT FALLS IN MEXICO

For party animals and night owls, Mexico holidays in 2014 are the place to be.  Here are some hints and tips to make sure that you have the best nights during your Mexican visit!

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Hit the holiday towns and resorts

Ideal for the first-time visitor, holiday resorts are a great introduction to this rich and varied country, as you’ll sample the local culture while mingling with fellow travelers.

This is often where people head to party and sunbathe during their spring break, and there are festivals which people flock to visit all year round. When you’re not partying, take advantage of the beautiful beaches to sleep off a fuzzy head, and water sports and marine life for daytime entertainment.


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Fill up on Mexican food

No trip to Mexico is complete without sampling the local dishes and specialities. Make sure you try some of these.

Tacos al pastor: dating back to the 1920s, these tacos contain thin strips of roasted pork with onion, coriander and pineapple.

Chiles en nogada: a red, white and green dish to represent the Mexican flag, this dish is made with chillies, meats, spices, and cream sauce to create a patriotic and tasty meal.

Elote: available on nearly every street corner in Mexico, this is a simple snack of corn on the cob, with tasty toppings and seasoning.

Tamales: a great food to eat on the go, these pockets of corn dough are stuffed with either sweet or savoury filling and wrapped in banana leaves.


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Join in a Mexican Carnival

Mexico is famous for its festivals and carnivals, many of which have run for decades. You’ll dance until dawn to live music, eat as much food as you can manage, and party in the streets with the local people.

There are festivals and fiestas all year round, all over the country: Veracruz has a carnival dating back to colonial times, Tlaxcala’s festival is one of the most lavish and colourful parades in the whole of Mexico, and the parade in Mazatlan is packed full of tradition and history.

Dance the night away

Nights out in Mexico start late and end at breakfast time. Drink ‘bebidas nacionales’ (national drinks) instead of tourist drinks, and you’ll save money as well as extending your cultural experience.

In the big cities and resort towns, you will find a range of clubs and bars, from huge club dance parties to small neighbourhood ‘antros’ (discotheques). Be ready to slip on your dancing shoes and get involved. Ask around for tips for the best nights out in the local area, and go easy on the tequila!

Mexico is a seductive riot for the senses. Have a great time, and enjoy all the new tastes, dances, and experiences waiting for you after dark.

Monday, July 14, 2014

Studying Español in Oaxaca Immersion programs are a hit with travelers to Mexico

Originally published July 13, 2014 at 6:30 AM | Page modified July 14, 2014 at 1:40 PM

Studying Español in Oaxaca

Immersion programs are a hit with travelers to Mexico

Seattle Times travel writer
If you go
Learning Spanish in Mexico
Where
Spanish-immersion programs are offered at language schools across Mexico, with concentrations in the cities of Cuernavaca (with 13 schools), Guanajuato, Mérida and Oaxaca.
What’s offered
Instituto Cultural Oaxaca, the school I attended (icomexico.com), is typical in offering add-on workshops in cultural pursuits such as dancing, cooking and weaving, plus guided tours to nearby attractions of culture and natural history. A teaching staff of 13 to 25 (depending on season) is university-educated. Peak-season enrollment: about 130, with class sizes of 3 to 10.
Class structure/costs
Language lessons at Spanish-immersion schools typically range from individual tutoring to small classes. U.S. colleges may award credit; check with your school.
At Instituto Cultural Oaxaca, Monday-Friday class offerings include 3 hours a day ($140 U.S. for first week); 4 hours a day, including a conversation hour ($157 U.S. for first week); or 4 hours a day plus a 2-hour cultural workshop most days ($178 U.S. for first week). Paying for multiple weeks can reduce the weekly cost. There is also a one-time $55 U.S. registration fee.
Housing
My home-stay, arranged through the school, was a tremendous bargain at $18 U.S. per day including breakfast.
Guided tours
The school offers small-group guided tours, in Spanish, to nearby destinations such as the ruined city of Monte Albán, circa 500 B.C., ancient capital of the Zapotec people.
More information
For listings of Spanish-immersion programs throughout Spanish-speaking nations, see 123teachme.com.
More on Instituto Cultural Oaxaca: icomexico.com
More about Oaxaca: visitmexico.com/en/oaxaca
OAXACA CITY, Mexico — The first morning at the Spanish language school I proved just how much I needed to be there.
In my stumbling Español I had asked for directions to the “baño” — any traveler who’s been in a Mexican airport knows the word for bathroom — and had been directed toward a door in deep shadows at the end of a hall.
As I washed my hands, a woman came in and stepped into a stall. Ah, unisex, it must be a cultural thing — I was cool with that. Only when a second woman entered and shot me a quizzical look did I catch on.
Quickly stepping to the door, I looked on the outside and saw the word “Damas,” which hadn’t registered with me on the way in. (The light was poor, I’ll say in my defense.)
I scooted down the hall. Just to confirm, I looked up the word. Yep, I’d been in the ladies’.
Embarrassment aside, it was true to the concept of Spanish-immersion education, for which I had come for a week to the Instituto Cultural Oaxaca. Take away interpreters, toss in a gringo and see if he can swim.
Or if he can find the right restroom.
Getting a taste
Other than what I’ve picked up in years of travel in Mexico, my Spanish education amounted to one year in the seventh grade.
That was a long time ago.
A week of classes wasn’t much but my goal was to get a taste for the school and take the first step toward learning more Spanish for my travels.
Spanish-immersion schools, a popular fixture catering to visitors across Mexico, typically offer inexpensive home stays as a supplement to the language experience (which can make for a very cheap vacation). My first morning at Señora Amelia’s breakfast table, a five-minute walk from the school, was the start of my challenge: Her English consisted of the word “breakfast.” Other than that, we pointed at things and smiled a lot that first day.
I had augmented my immersion by forgetting to pack my favorite, dog-eared Berlitz phrase book. So while my widowed hostess prepared the first of a series of wonderful “desayuno” dishes, I madly pored over the bulky Larousse Spanish-English dictionary I had crammed into my luggage.
“¡Jamón! (Ham!) ¡Delicioso! (Delicious!)” I uttered with a distinct economy of words.
The first step at the school was to take a short written test to determine at what level I would study.
OK, matching pictures of everyday objects (table, window, etc.) with a list of Spanish words wasn’t too hard; the Latin root is often the same. Easy enchilada.
Answering open-ended questions? Not so much. “Tell a story based on this picture,” I managed to figure out. But my answers got very short.
After that, a five-minute oral interview with a smiling woman at the admissions desk confirmed that I was hopeless at answering questions posed in rapid Spanish. I hadn’t a clue what she was asking. Luckily I knew how to sheepishly say, “No comprendo.”
She wrote down my class assignment: Cynthia in Salon 3. I was with the novices.
Plenty of choices
The website 123teachme.com, devoted to Spanish-immersion schools, lists eight in Oaxaca, also a popular destination for its food culture ­— aah, the mole — and crafts, including masterful rugs and unique carved-animal figures called alebrijes.
I chose the Instituto Cultural Oaxaca based on online reviews noting that, among other things, it was good for beginners.
Another plus: the beautiful campus at the far edge of downtown, a spreading hacienda belonging to the Topete family, which runs the school. Outside the walls rushes the busy Pan American Highway. Inside, royal palms dot a lawn in front of a tiled patio under a graceful arched entry where students gather for lunch or conversation.
Some online commenters complained about being “locked” inside the walls all day with a bunch of other Americans, which might be the experience at times, but my fellow students were more diverse: Ingeborg, an 18-year-old on her first solo trip out of Norway; 40-year-old Isik, on a sabbatical from her finance job in Istanbul; Ayumi, a 28-year-old from Osaka, Japan; and Tucker, 20, whose slight drawl reflected his North Carolina home.
That diversity manifested itself in interesting ways during our lessons. As we learned to use the Spanish verb “disgustar” (dislike) by describing problems in our hometowns, Isik talked about democracy’s growing pains in Turkey. I dissed Seattle’s traffic. Tucker griped about summer humidity in Raleigh.
A fun backdrop
As a place to test my skills after my daily 9 a.m.-to-noon class, Oaxaca was a stimulating, visitor-friendly setting.
Ordering in restaurants is good practice, so I set out to find the city’s best mole. My visits ranged from friendly “comedors” (diners) in the public markets to the white- tablecloth Restaurante Los Pacos Santo Domingo, where the Mole Combinado (combination platter, about $12.50 U.S.) stole my taste buds with three sweet moles and three savory, their spices and flavors including chocolate, cinnamon, onion, chili pepper, peanuts and more. On the side: tortillas, pickled vegetables, lime wedges and a range of salsas.
My heart, however, was stolen by the friendly faces and good value at Comedor Maria Teresa, one of a score of little sit-down food counters in the Mercado 20 de Noviembre (named for the street it’s on). Just 40 pesos for cocoa-spiced mole negro, or about $2.85 U.S.
And I knew to politely ask, “La cuenta, por favor,” when ready for the check.
Oaxaca moments that stick in my mind include buzzing through downtown, three on a motor scooter, when I asked new friends where to find a camera store. (“¡Vamanos!” they said. “Let’s go!”) I clenched knees and elbows in tightly as we zipped between speeding trucks inches away.
Wandering the Mercado Benito Juárez, I ventured down the meat aisle to review words such as “pescado” and “pollo,” but the drone of flies, stench of fish and long rows of yellowing chicken feet sent me fleeing to the flower (“flor”) stalls.
As is typical in Mexican cities, life revolved around the downtown square, the zócalo. One evening, a man under a tent bellowed into a microphone about the controversy of privatizing PEMEX, the state-owned oil company, while not 50 feet away people bent their ears to a tootling mariachi band, while 50 feet in another direction an elderly busker played the trombone (badly) with occasional pauses to belt out folk songs.
It’s a madcap, happy scene that goes on every day and night with what must be half the world’s supply of SpongeBob and (unlicensed, no doubt) Buzz Lightyear balloons on sale from scores of vendors all across the park.
“El zócalo es muy animado (the square is very lively),” I told my classmates the next day.
Practical uses
I felt more and more at home, thanks to coursework that entailed filling out a work sheet with names of public buildings and quizzing fellow students. Is the banco next to the escuela? No, the banco is next to the hospital. (But all conversations were strictly “en Español.”)
Much was simple, tourist-oriented vocabulary. But lessons were serious. We had quizzes and homework. And there were enough grammar lessons to force the realization that in my Mexican travels heretofore I had relied on the Spanish equivalent of pitiful baby talk.
I’ll study more before I go again. Or take more courses.
After each class, my group adjourned to the veranda for an hour of Spanish conversation — or we played games, such as the Spanish version of Uno, a popular card game. I can make this claim: My pronunciation is good. But I got flustered at Uno, trying to put blue 8s on red 7s. (“¡Prohibido!” Cynthia scolded with a prim smile.)
My classmates, some of whom had been at the school for weeks, gave it good marks.
“They have structured teaching methods and (the instructor) is very good and friendly and you don’t get bored,” Isik said. “Using the language outside school, too, and with a family, forces you to learn.”
And I learned to locate the right toilet, with the best of them.
Brian J. Cantwell: bcantwell@seattletimes.com. Blogging at blogs.seattletimes.com/­northwesttraveler. On Twitter: @NWTravelers

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Playa Zipolite April 18, 2014

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Pulsar & Liquid Sound - Liquid Pulses (Full Album)

Doctor Doctor - UFO (1974) Remastered Audio 1080p Video

Giancarlo Gian Oaxaca


Ariana Grande - Break Free (Lyric Video) Feat. Zedd

MKTO - Classic

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Katy Perry - Roar (Official)

Katy Perry - Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F.)

Katy Perry - Dark Horse (Official) ft. Juicy J