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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.

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Saturday, January 21, 2017

Hostal Zipolite Arteaga Stays.io Featuring free WiFi and a sun terrace, Hostal Zipolite Arteaga offers accommodation in Oaxaca City. A TV is provided. You will find a 24-hour front ...

Hostal Zipolite Arteaga
Featuring free WiFi and a sun terrace, Hostal Zipolite Arteaga offers accommodation in Oaxaca City. A TV is provided. You will find a 24-hour front ...
Featuring free WiFi and a sun terrace, Hostal Zipolite Arteaga offers accommodation in Oaxaca City.

A TV is provided.

You will find a 24-hour front desk at the property.

Downtown Oaxaca de Juarez is 400 metres from Hostal Zipolite Arteaga, while Monte Alban is 5 km from the property.






Stop signs, red lights have limited effect But the tope is tried and true and the only traffic control device that really works

Stop signs, red lights have limited effect

But the tope is tried and true and the only traffic control device that really works






In some areas of the world they are called sleeping policeman, while north of the border they are called speed bumps and are normally only found in parking lots.
In Mexico they are called topes and they are everywhere.
My first experience with this roadway impediment was in 1984 while cruising toward the tip of Baja California. This tope did not have any warning sign, nor was it painted to stand out for the unsuspecting driver.
My truck survived the brutal impact but every egg in my ice chest was prematurely scrambled. Ever since that abrupt introduction to the proactive Mexican traffic control device, I have endeavored to become an aware and wary motorist whenever south of Tijuana.
Now that I live in Mexico I fully understand the genesis and purpose of the lowly tope. This is a country where the general population disregards all forms of passive traffic control devices; stop signs, speed limit signs, signals, etc.
The topes are the only active deterrent to diminish the velocity of most Mexican drivers, period. In my life north of the border, I rarely witnessed a vehicle run a stop sign or run a red light. However, here in Mexico all intersections are potential death zones regardless of passive control devices.
The world’s first traffic control device was a stop sign erected, appropriately enough, in Detroit, Michigan, in 1915. Initially, the stop sign was deployed as a safety measure in residential neighborhoods and around school yards.
However, if stop signs and speed limit signs were the only form of attempted traffic control in neighborhoods and around schools here in Mexico, the body count would be astronomical; hence topes.
I have come to the conclusion that there is an aspect of this culture which renders some drivers helpless in overcoming the sensation of raw crushing power when enveloped in an anonymous steel conveyance with a couple hundred horsepower at their command.
The open defiance of the passive attempt to control the actions of individual drivers is how some deal with the lugubriosity of a stratified society. When I asked my friend Juan why many Mexican drivers fail to use their turn signals, his response was classic: “What someone is about to do is nobody else’s business.”
This lackadaisical attitude towards passive traffic control actually causes some traffic lights to always look green and some stop signs to become completely invisible to most people.
Several years back I discovered a stop sign that is absolutely unseen by any driver in a car or bus. It only exists for people trying to cross the street.
A couple of months ago I witnessed something that brought it into focus for me; it was a quintessential “you are in Mexico” revelation.
While my Captured Tourist Woman and I were waiting for the traffic to subside so we could cross the street, I spotted a driving school vehicle approaching the corner.
I instantly thought to myself that finally here was a driver who would actually see the sign and stop. I could not have been more wrong.
As I watched in stunned amazement the student driver, along with the instructor, approached the intersection without slowing and just trundled on through like everyone else.
So I have come to the realization that if a person has learned to drive in Mexico, stop signs are treated like a minor nuisance; a meaningless accoutrement of the urban landscape. But since I learned to drive in a place where traffic laws are actually enforced, I still have the knee-jerk reaction of obeying these silent sentinels of orderly behavior.
As I attempt to blend into this laid-back culture, I struggle with my demons every time I force myself to run a stop sign or blow through a red light.
I find it helps if I just close my eyes for a few seconds as I, very hopefully, merge into the traffic flow. Going native is becoming easier every day.
Bodie Kellogg describes himself as a very middle-aged man who lives full-time in Mazatlán with a captured tourist woman and the ghost of a half wild dog. If you wish to give him cold beer, large sacks of money or a piece of your mind, he can be reached at buscardero@yahoo.com.
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Thursday, January 19, 2017

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    chocolate Oaxaca Planeta.com Chocolate is not just a dessert in Oaxaca. Here is our updated insider's guide for drinking, eating and buying cacao products.


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    Chocolate is not just a dessert in Oaxaca. Here is our updated insider's guide for drinking, eating and buying cacao products.


    Chocolate Oaxaca



    HISTORY

    Chocolate comes from the beans of the cacao tree that grows in tropical climates.
    The word cacao has been traced to the Olmec. The Maya continued the use and introduced this to the Aztecs who called it xocolatl, meaning ‘bitter water.’
    The Spaniards sent chocolate to Europe. It took a while for the treat to become popular. By the late 18th century chocolate shops were fashionable and chocolate has ever since been a world-wide favorite.

    NATURAL WORLD

    Cacao refers to the tree and its products before processing. Cocoa describes the product after processing. Chocolate refers to any manufactured cacao product.
    Oaxaca doesn’t grow much cacao. Most of the beans come from Chiapas and Tabasco. That said, Oaxaca is one of the premier places in the world where travelers can purchase chocolate to go with a choice of spices.

    TOUR TIPS

    Chocoholics take notice! There are numerous stores and market stalls to taste the best of Oaxaca.
    Mina Street is a good starting point. Note the curious scent of dust, diesel and chocolate. Check out the barrels of cocoa beans — currency before the Spanish arrived — in the doorways of the stores.
    Hot chocolate is made with your choice of water or milk.
    Order chocolate with a selection of spices. Great place to taste the concoction? Try the chocolate bar (photo) at the Mayordomo at the corner of Mina and 20 de Noviembre.
    If you are looking for hot chocolate at the 20 de Noviembre Market, friends recommend the Comedor María Cristina (#19-20).
    If you’re looking for a clean, simple place to stay, there’s Chocolate Posada on Mina #212.

    BUYING CHOCOLATE

    My favorite chocolate? Chocoluchy!
    Mayordomo, Soledad and Guelaguetza are the three most famous brands (marcas), available at supermarkets and at their own stores where you can ask for almonds, cinnamon or vanilla to be added to the mix for a special package you can take home.
    You can also buy handmade chocolate (chocolate casero) at various Oaxaca City markets.
    One store that specializes in chocolate manufacturing goodies is Fantasia en Chocolate on Xicoténactl Street. Organic chocolates are sold at several natural food stores, including Xiguela, Hidalgo #104-C.

    DRINKING CHOCOLATE

    The most popular way to drink chocolate is via a hot beverage. Hot chocolate is a wonder in Oaxaca and is made with either water or milk. This is your best bet for the pure chocolate flavor. Brad made with egg yolk is served on the side and it’s ok to dunk the bread if you wish. A variation of the hot chocolate is champurrado a hearty drink made with cocoa and corn. This is thicker than chocolate de agua or chocolate de leche.

    A FEW WORDS ABOUT TEJATE

    Oaxaca’s traditional energy drink is tejate, ‘the drink of the gods.’ (photo)
    This beverage was originally served to the ruling elite of Zapotec society.
    Like most Oaxacan delicacies, it is complex in its composition. The libation is made from corn, roasted cacao beans, mamey seed and rosita flowers (flor cacahuaxochitl).
    The ingredients are blended in a thick mass, which is gradually thinned with water. Tradition calls for this process to be done by hand and the tejateras’ arm does the mixing. Tejate is served as markets in hand-painted, gourd bowls called jicaras.
    Tejate can also be served as a sherbet, as cookies and as nicuatole.
    FESTIVAL — The annual Tejate Fair is held in the spring in the town of San Andrés Huayapam.

    A FEW WORDS ABOUT MOLE

    The most well-known mole in Oaxaca is the black (negro) variety, which includes a variety of spices and cacao. The other moles do not include chocolate. They are red (rojo), yellow (amarillo), deep red (coloradito), green (verde), manchamanteles, estofado, chichilo and pipián.

    MOLINILLOS

    Wooden beaters (molinillos) are used to make chocolate. They are for sale at many of Oaxaca’s markets.

    WHAT YOU WILL NOT FIND

    Chocolate items you will not find are locally-made candy bars, cocoa powder or chocolate chips.
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    Also check out the Chocolate album on Flickr.

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    Fin de año en Zipolite, Oaxaca


    Fin de año en Zipolite, Oaxaca

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    Viajar a Zipolite para pasar las vacaciones de fin de año, es sumamente grato, primero, por el atractivo particular que tiene este encantador rincón oaxaqueño. Pero además, por los sitios cercanos de la Riviera Oaxaqueña, que se pueden visitar. Uno de tales lugares es la vasta playa de La Ventanilla, la cual es célebre por dos razones principales. La primera se refiere a las tareas de conservación ecológica de los lugareños, y la segunda, por una curiosa formación de rocas que pareciera ser una ventana abierta al horizonte marino.
    En el marco de unas vacaciones de fin de año en Zipolite, si se visita La Ventanilla, no hay que perderse el paseo en bote de remos que ofrecen los lugareños, para conocer una laguna costera repleta de mangle y aves exóticas. En el centro de esta laguna, existe una isla con abundantes palmeras, misma que se utiliza como criadero de cocodrilos. En tal sitio se puede descansar, comer ricas quesadillas y sopes, acompañados de refrescante jugo de coco. Algo importante que se debe tomar en cuenta, es que, en la playa de La Ventanilla, no se puede nadar, ya que es mar abierto y muy frecuentada por el tiburón chato.
    Otro lugar cercano a Zipolite que merece tomarse en cuenta para un excelente tour, es Mazunte. Quienes opten por disfrutar sus vacaciones en Zipolite, además de visitar Puerto Ángel y La Ventanilla, también pueden explorar la pequeña comunidad de Mazunte. En la actualidad, Mazunte es un relevante sitio para la protección de la tortuga marina. Allí justamente se localiza el Centro Mexicano de la Tortuga, el cual también funciona como acuario, museo criadero y centro de investigación.
    Por todos estos posibles tours, pasar las vacaciones de fin de año en Zipolite, es una decisión por demás acertada. A veces es conveniente descansar de los grandes complejos hoteleros y los destinos turísticos fastuosos para experimentar la belleza y sencillez de comunidades como Zipolite. Rústica, pura, natural, tranquila y cautivadora, de esa manera se experimenta la oferta turística particular es esta mágica población oaxaqueña. En la década de 1960, esta playa se hizo famosa, por constituirse en la única playa nudista de nuestro país. Y si bien en nuestros días se practica menos el nudismo en este lugar, Zipolite puede gozarse como una espléndida playa a mar abierto, con un clima paradisiaco, una deliciosa oferta culinaria, algunos hoteles rústicos y bohemios para pernoctar, y muchos atractivos más.

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    If you ever want to stay in a discreet nudist hotel, look out on Tripadvisor for codewords like ‘broadminded’, ‘especially for adults’ and ‘not child-friendly’. If you choose judiciously you may, upon walking through the door, be delighted – just like we weren’t – to see two French tourists splayed out in all their flaccid glory in the alfresco bar/reception area, umbrellas in their drinks and gallic pudenda making the most of the warm sea breeze*. 

    Conversely, if for some bizarre reason you don’t want to stay in such a place, do not choose places which are described as such. I.e: don’t make the same mistake that we did inZipolite.

    Like most tourist hotels and guesthouses we stay at in Mexico, the nudist colony happens to be foreign-owned. In Puerto Escondido itself we stay at a place owned by a Swiss couple, and when we move on to Mazunte the proprietors turn out to be French. The actually quite charming nudist place belongs to an Italian who got halfway to learning Spanish and then got stranded out of his depth. He flounders between the two languages in a way that’s distressing to witness. I would happily dive in and save him, but then he isn’t wearing a swimming costume. Italians love this bit of the Oaxacan coast, because it was the setting (and ‘Puerto Escondido’ was the title) of a 1989 film about a guy from Milan who looks like a young Silvio Berlusconi getting mixed up in drug smuggling, partly because of a series of misunderstandings. It’s therefore possible that the owner of the hotel didn’t know he was starting a naturist colony. It’s also possible I misunderstood the film as I was watching it in Italian and at this point, after three months in Mexico with my Italian wife, Itañol is rapidly becoming my best second language.
    dsc_0694It’s certainly warm enough to strip off. We’re at the top of a cliff and the heat and wind are immense. I have to keep covered up, I tell everyone, because I’m scared of getting badly sunburnt. It wouldn’t be the first time. If you really want to know just how painful excessive exposure to the sun can be, go to Tioman Island in Malaysia at the hottest time of the year and spend five straight hours in the sun, dismissing every attempt by your sister to get you to put some suncream on. It hit me three or so days later on the bus from Singapore to Kuala Lumpur: I was seized by an extremely insistent itching deep beneath my skin all over my chest, back and shoulders. Fearing that I might be having a heart attack brought on by excessive exposure to all the spiciest foods that Asia has to offer, I looked up the health bit of the Lonely Planet and learnt it was probably something called ‘prickly heat’, and that I should apply talcum powder asap. When I got to KL I ran like the wind to the nearest pharmacy, where to my relief I saw that they also sold something called ‘tiger balm’. The word ‘balm’ sounded soothing, like ‘calm’. Or ‘balsam’. Or ‘balsamico’. It doesn’t matter. It made it (at a generous estimate) about thirty times worse, and I spent my entire first, last and only evening in the Malaysian capital showering my torso with cold water. Which, in turned out, also made it worse. Over the next three days I became a gibbering monkey, incapable of more than ten seconds of conversation before I would have to go back to grimacing, scratching and at some points actually screeching. I never got to the point of stealing cameras and throwing my excrement at tourists, but I can tell you it was a pretty close shave.

    It was such a traumatic experience that I’ve never made such mistake again, unless you count once in Spain, the first few days in Thailand and pretty much any time I’ve been anywhere really hot where the prospect of getting a fabulous suntan really quickly was just too good to pass up on. That’s why, on the second beachday in Zipolite, having magically overcome my aversion to exposing myself as soon as we left the hotel complex, upon feeling a familiar deeply-buried itch in my chest I run like the wind to the nearest pharmacy, desperately garbling some nonsense about cream-of-after-the-sunshine**. Luckily they do have some, so I down it in a single gulp, give a satisfying burp of relief and go back to working on that tan.
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    It’s blisteringly hot but we can’t cool down in the sea. It’s just too wild. It was actually on this beach that the wife of the Mexican-American writer Francisco Goldman was killed by a wave about three years ago, an event he describes in the heartbreaking memoir ‘Say Her Name’. We move on to another village in search of calmer waves, less violent winds and the Perfect Beach Hut, and luckily soon come across a collection of round bungalows on stilts with bamboo walls. This is perfect, I murmur as we lay back on the bed. Sorry? mouths Chiara. I say it again, this time MUCH LOUDER, but it’s no good. It sounds like we’re at the top of Mount Popocatépetl in a Force 12 gale. Using sign language I manage to communicate that we should go downstairs and change our booking from three nights to one. The Parisean owner is thankfully very obliging once I’ve explained that we have to leave earlier than expected to look for my aunt’s favourite pen, which has got blown away PAR LE VENT.

    The wind might be annoying to tourists, but it’s being put to good use a little further down the coast. The Isthmus of Tehuantepec (quite a challenging name for a Spanish Spanish speaker to pronounce, I’d imagine) hosts most of the country’s wind farms. Although it obviously sounds laudable (and god knows Mexico desperately needs to move away from its dependence on fossil fuels) it’s more problematic than it might first appear. Objections have come from local indigenous people, who say that the resultant encroachment on their land and fishing resources has been accompanied by threats and attempts at bribery. Although in Europe campaigns against wind power are often fuelled and funded by fossil fuel companies or their self-appointed defenders (as this clip from the documentary ‘Age of Stupid’ demonstrates), in Mexico mitigating the effects of the changing climate will be, like so much else, riven by conflict between rapacious commercial interests and people whose land is their only livelihood.
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    Not that this level of wind is normal, even for the Oaxacan coast. The following day we witness our, and apparently Mazunte’s, first ever tornado. It twirls inland a mere 200 metres down the beach and whips off a few roofs, but luckily no-one is hurt. For the second time in two months I narrowly avoid becoming a victim of climate change. Over the next few days no boats can go out to sea. On the last night of our holiday there’s a power cut, but the Italian restaurant next door is on hand with candles, lukewarm white wine and burnt pizza served up to a passionate soundtrack of Neapolitan swearwords. We move on to an open-air bar where they’re playing Electrocumbia (my new favourite kind of music). It takes a while to get going but then some French-Canadian crusties turn up with their dogs and take over the dancefloor. Maybe it’s the music, maybe the mezcal cocktails or maybe just the fact of being so far from home, but the dogs just can’t contain their romantic impulses. It adds another dimension to the phrase c’est une vie de chien, but it’s nice to know that it’s not only we humans who do slightly embarrassing things when we’re on holiday.
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    * Apparently the French phrase for ‘wedding tackle’ is ‘bijoux de famille’ (lit: family jewels).
    ** Which I’ve learnt over the years is the product specifically designed for such situations.