Trip Start Sep 29, 2007
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The bus was very nice though with reclining seats etc so it wasn´t too much hassle. However we weren´t entirely sure where we had to get off, so the last few hours weren´t very restful as we kept wondering if we were supposed to be getting off or staying put! After 9 odd hours on the bus we were met at Puerto Escondido by our very own taxi man who then drove us to Zipolite, a very small beach town.
We had no reservation (no surprise there) so we took pot luck
To be honest I think he had one of the best jobs in the world. He seemed to spend all day talking to the ladies, playing in the surf with his kids, smoking weed with his mates and doing a bit of surfing and bodyboarding! Happy days.
On our first night we made friends with some ladies from Bristol (Claire), Newcastle (Kelly and Lindsey) and, would you believe it, a lass who used to live just off Acre Lane in Brixton (Amy). Small world indeed. After getting stuck into to some 2 for 1 cocktails we ended up in the local night spot where we bemused the locals by trying to copy their dancing. Luckily Lee had put up my mosquito net for me earlier in the evening because I was in no state to do it when we finally rolled in at 4am!
Zipolite itself is riducously laid back. You wake up, have some breakfast overlooking the sea, chill on the beach, have some lunch overlooking the sea, chill on the beach, have a drink, have a chat, have some dinner, take a walk along the beach looking at the stars, have a few more drinks, and then go to bed. It´s a hard life but someone´s got to live it!
It´s been good fun to hang out with the girls on the beach and they gave us some good advice about our onward journey. We even had a little afternoon trip to the local town (Porchutla) to book our bus tickets to San Christobel. That felt like proper Mexico, and we certainly got some funny looks from the locals as we walked through the little town square. Everyone was just hanging out having a chat. I loved the fact that people seemed to had so much time for each other, there was no rush to anything. My kind of town really!
Tomorrow morning (2nd October) Lee and I are hopefully going on a boat trip to swim with some turtles and then it´s a final bit of sunbathing before we head off to catch another overnight bus to San Christobel (guess I´m going to have to get used to those!).
Oh, and if you´re browsing through my pictures and wonder who the man is with the naughty tatoo on his arm, that´s none other than ´Crazy Horse Invinsible´ or Ian to his Mum. He came to Zipolite for a week and ended staying for three months and counting. Don´t blame him really!
Until the next time, adios amigos...