i say, that even after some bad experiences, everyone should visit Mexico. It is incredible, how many faces this country has, how big differences are between people!
the colors, the smells, the music...salsa. come to mexico people!
Monday, March 31, 2008
To be continued...
could not finish the story, coz we had to present on the very boring class, which has been a success indeed.
So after visiting the beautiful La Bufa, we took the bus to Chiuhaha...or we wanted to take it, but is was full!!! The bus driver took some people from the street on the way, without thinking, that the tickets were sold already!!!! Mexico.... does no matter.
Dutchee, the Colombians,Buttercup and me arrived in Chiuhaha at ten. We stayed at a (or rather 2) very nice family. It is incredible how the phrase and tradition " mi casa es tu casa" really exists in Mexico!!! I can not emphasize enough how nice it was to stay in a normal, actually very nice house, with proper beds, kitchen, living room, and to be someone's little child again. We spent the next day in Chiuhaha, visiting Pancho Villa museum and the cave, and afterwards grilling and "partying" with Memo's parents!!!
We flew back with Lisette on Monday, and after spending 5 minutes at alpina, i had to go to class....and it was the one, where i wrote the previous post.
So after visiting the beautiful La Bufa, we took the bus to Chiuhaha...or we wanted to take it, but is was full!!! The bus driver took some people from the street on the way, without thinking, that the tickets were sold already!!!! Mexico.... does no matter.
Dutchee, the Colombians,Buttercup and me arrived in Chiuhaha at ten. We stayed at a (or rather 2) very nice family. It is incredible how the phrase and tradition " mi casa es tu casa" really exists in Mexico!!! I can not emphasize enough how nice it was to stay in a normal, actually very nice house, with proper beds, kitchen, living room, and to be someone's little child again. We spent the next day in Chiuhaha, visiting Pancho Villa museum and the cave, and afterwards grilling and "partying" with Memo's parents!!!
We flew back with Lisette on Monday, and after spending 5 minutes at alpina, i had to go to class....and it was the one, where i wrote the previous post.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Backpacking in Semana Santa
Our main aim was to visit the Copper Canyon, but it took 3 days to get there. So actually our trip consisted of taking 4 different kinds of transportation, let's see!
Sunday, 16th of March: taking the bus to Guadalajara, at 8. Before this, Metrobus, but as we were a bit late, after 13 stops (it would have 25 stops altogether) we took a cab with Lisette. Arrive at Mexico Norte, and taking bus to Guadalajara, which would normally take 6 hours, but we were so lucky, to spend 7,5 hours, with 4 beautiful movies!!!!! We spent 6 hours in Guadalajara, and this was enough to visit the most interesting sights....
Monday, 17th of March: I forgot to mention, that we met two nice friends in Guadalajara and we took the nightbus together to Mazatlan, 8 hours. As our bus left at 10, we arrived 5.30 in Mazatlan, checked in to our Hostel, and slept 5 hours. After waking up, we headed to the Market where we had a delicious lunch, while we tried the speciality of Mazatlan, "aguachile". We explored Mazatlan, Lis and me mostly from the sea-point-of-view, whilst Paulis and Carlos (Daniel) from the architect-point-of-view. This meant, that Lis and me were spending time at the beach, lieing in the send, while they were having academical conversations about the architecture styles in old Mazatlan. A coulpe of hours at the beach, and then heading to OXXO to buy some necessary alcohol for the night. We had a nice dinner and then a funny ride in a golf-taxi....Anyways after sleeping 4 hours taking another bus to Los Mochis!!! I also have to say, that the first tragedy of the tour happened in Mazatlan, in the morning, when Lis burnt her leg with taxi......imagine how.
Tuesday, 18th of March: Bus to Los Mochis, where the railway to the Copper Canyon starts. Afer 5 hours and another 2,5 nice films we arrive in the metropolis of shoes. Yes, shoes. There is a shoeshop in Los Mochis in every 50 metres. There is not so much to do in Los Mochis. We were already nine here: los italianos and and dutchee joined us at 3, whilst Karolina (Jukebox) and Lisa arrived at ten. The railway leaves Los Mochis at 7, but the tickets are available already at 5. So, as we knew that Semana Santa-there will be many people, we went to the station at 5!!!!! Second tragedy happened in Los Mochis, where someone gave a kind-of-fake credit card to Paulis in the bank, but a day after it was solved.
Wednesday, 19th of March: Getting up at 4 (4 hours of sleep again!!!) and heading to the station. 1,5 hours of standing in the line, everyone is stresses, we are shouting, some impolite Spanish guy runs to the window before us, where they sell the tickets, although Mari (dutchee) put all her effort and her nicest smile in order to attract the security guy....Anyway we finally get the tickets, the next "war" is for the seats on the train, everybody needs to sit on the right side, as the view is the best from there. Now, a short description besides the photos about the Canyon:
The Copper Canyon (Spanish: Barranca del Cobre) is a group of canyons consisting of 6 distinct canyons in the Sierra Tarahumara in the southwestern part of the state of Chihuahua in Mexico. The overall canyon system is larger and portions are deeper than the Grand Canyon in the neighboring United States although the Grand Canyon is larger than any of the individual canyons. The system is transversed by the Chihuahua al Pacífico railroad, known by the nickname “Chepe”. It is both an important transportation system for locals and a draw for tourists. Mexico established the Parque Nacional Barranca del Cobre (Copper Canyon National Park) to showcase this remote area. The canyon is the traditional home of the indigenous Raramuri (Tarahumara) people.
So now is Wednesday morning, just a little summary till here: altogether we spent 20 hours on 3 different buses, we slept in 2 different towns, and from the first 2 of us, we were nine already: Idolo (Francesco), Nadia, Dutchee (Marajke), Jukebox (Karolina, who knows every song in the world), Lisa, Paulis, Carlos (Charles, Daniel, Peruvian), Lisette (China, Buttercup, Claire) and me, Dori (Exlporidori, Pumpkin, Dictator).
So after fighting with 23 people we get to the train, sit down, and calm down a bit. Sleeping for a couple of hours, as the first 2-3 hours are not so interesting. As the sun comes up, and we are also starting we wake up, we have to realize, that the air conditioning does not work in our wagon...well, well, mala suerte, what can we do. So we either spend our time standing outside between 2 wagons, or try to sleep, but it is not possible for more than half an our, as the wagon is bloody hot!!!
We got to know some other intercambios, Spanish guys, who study in Monterrey so we hang out with them, maybe we will meet later. After a nice stop in Divisadero, after 9 hours of travelling on the train, we arrive in the city of Creel at 17.30. Most of us are stressed out, we dont have a hostel yet and the whole city is full of backpackers...so what will we do now? My first little fight with Lis, and last luckily happens, but after occupying a nice romantic suite, we all decide to go for diner. As it is not the easiest for a group of 7 to make a decision, we walk around the city for half an hour, and at the end we decide to go to Veronica's, which has a very good reputation according to the lonley planet. Nice dinner, we decide which tour to take the next day and we go to sleep, all the 7 of us.
Thursday, 20th of March: just to not to forget it: we spent 3 nights together with Lisette in the same bed, but we are just friends!! We took a tour together with the Spanish guys and the two Canadians we met the day before. This was the day, when we saw most of the Tarahumaras and their villages.
The Tarahumara are an indigenous people of northern Mexico, renowned for their long-distance running ability. Originally inhabitants of much of the state of Chihuahua, the Tarahumara retreated to the Copper Canyon in the Sierra Madre Occidental on the arrival of Spanish explorers in the sixteenth century. The area of the Sierra Madre Occidental which they now inhabit are often called the 'Sierra Tarahumara' because of their presence. Current estimates put the population of the Tarahumara in 2006 at between 50,000 and 70,000 people. Most still practice a traditional lifestyle, inhabiting natural shelters such as caves or cliff overhangs, as well as small cabins of wood or stone. Staple crops are corn and beans; however, many of the Tarahumara still practice transhumance, raising cattle, sheep, and goats. Almost all Tarahumara migrate in some form or another in the course of the year. The Tarahumara language is in the Uto-Aztecan family. Although it is in decline, under pressure from Spanish, it is still widely spoken. It was amazing for me to see how these people live. So far from my-our civilized world, where we can not spend a day without checking our emails, at least on our mobile phone...and they don't even have concrete roads and running water in their houses. We saw the religious ritual in a church, we went to a cemetary, and visited a family, who still lives in cave!! Yes, it is really a cave.
Before visiting the Tarahumara villages, we went to the Cascades and also Lake Arareko. All in all, Thursday was a day with impressive adventures and funny bus-rides. After a cigarette with Dutchee and Lis, I went to pick up the Colombians, as they arrived a day later, but with first class, honey!!! We left Karo and the Italians, as they were keen on walking all the back from the lake. So all the members of our nice little group came together again, and we had a nice dinner, in our next hostel: Margarita's.
Just a small note: I know, it is getting very long, but it was 9 days altogether!!! please keep on reading...
We grabbed a Vodka and some juice and started to play our old game, the mix of Never have I ever and cards, and started to drink. We ran out of drinks very soon, so went to bed at 12ish....don't remember very well...
Sunday, 16th of March: taking the bus to Guadalajara, at 8. Before this, Metrobus, but as we were a bit late, after 13 stops (it would have 25 stops altogether) we took a cab with Lisette. Arrive at Mexico Norte, and taking bus to Guadalajara, which would normally take 6 hours, but we were so lucky, to spend 7,5 hours, with 4 beautiful movies!!!!! We spent 6 hours in Guadalajara, and this was enough to visit the most interesting sights....
Monday, 17th of March: I forgot to mention, that we met two nice friends in Guadalajara and we took the nightbus together to Mazatlan, 8 hours. As our bus left at 10, we arrived 5.30 in Mazatlan, checked in to our Hostel, and slept 5 hours. After waking up, we headed to the Market where we had a delicious lunch, while we tried the speciality of Mazatlan, "aguachile". We explored Mazatlan, Lis and me mostly from the sea-point-of-view, whilst Paulis and Carlos (Daniel) from the architect-point-of-view. This meant, that Lis and me were spending time at the beach, lieing in the send, while they were having academical conversations about the architecture styles in old Mazatlan. A coulpe of hours at the beach, and then heading to OXXO to buy some necessary alcohol for the night. We had a nice dinner and then a funny ride in a golf-taxi....Anyways after sleeping 4 hours taking another bus to Los Mochis!!! I also have to say, that the first tragedy of the tour happened in Mazatlan, in the morning, when Lis burnt her leg with taxi......imagine how.
Tuesday, 18th of March: Bus to Los Mochis, where the railway to the Copper Canyon starts. Afer 5 hours and another 2,5 nice films we arrive in the metropolis of shoes. Yes, shoes. There is a shoeshop in Los Mochis in every 50 metres. There is not so much to do in Los Mochis. We were already nine here: los italianos and and dutchee joined us at 3, whilst Karolina (Jukebox) and Lisa arrived at ten. The railway leaves Los Mochis at 7, but the tickets are available already at 5. So, as we knew that Semana Santa-there will be many people, we went to the station at 5!!!!! Second tragedy happened in Los Mochis, where someone gave a kind-of-fake credit card to Paulis in the bank, but a day after it was solved.
Wednesday, 19th of March: Getting up at 4 (4 hours of sleep again!!!) and heading to the station. 1,5 hours of standing in the line, everyone is stresses, we are shouting, some impolite Spanish guy runs to the window before us, where they sell the tickets, although Mari (dutchee) put all her effort and her nicest smile in order to attract the security guy....Anyway we finally get the tickets, the next "war" is for the seats on the train, everybody needs to sit on the right side, as the view is the best from there. Now, a short description besides the photos about the Canyon:
The Copper Canyon (Spanish: Barranca del Cobre) is a group of canyons consisting of 6 distinct canyons in the Sierra Tarahumara in the southwestern part of the state of Chihuahua in Mexico. The overall canyon system is larger and portions are deeper than the Grand Canyon in the neighboring United States although the Grand Canyon is larger than any of the individual canyons. The system is transversed by the Chihuahua al Pacífico railroad, known by the nickname “Chepe”. It is both an important transportation system for locals and a draw for tourists. Mexico established the Parque Nacional Barranca del Cobre (Copper Canyon National Park) to showcase this remote area. The canyon is the traditional home of the indigenous Raramuri (Tarahumara) people.
So now is Wednesday morning, just a little summary till here: altogether we spent 20 hours on 3 different buses, we slept in 2 different towns, and from the first 2 of us, we were nine already: Idolo (Francesco), Nadia, Dutchee (Marajke), Jukebox (Karolina, who knows every song in the world), Lisa, Paulis, Carlos (Charles, Daniel, Peruvian), Lisette (China, Buttercup, Claire) and me, Dori (Exlporidori, Pumpkin, Dictator).
So after fighting with 23 people we get to the train, sit down, and calm down a bit. Sleeping for a couple of hours, as the first 2-3 hours are not so interesting. As the sun comes up, and we are also starting we wake up, we have to realize, that the air conditioning does not work in our wagon...well, well, mala suerte, what can we do. So we either spend our time standing outside between 2 wagons, or try to sleep, but it is not possible for more than half an our, as the wagon is bloody hot!!!
We got to know some other intercambios, Spanish guys, who study in Monterrey so we hang out with them, maybe we will meet later. After a nice stop in Divisadero, after 9 hours of travelling on the train, we arrive in the city of Creel at 17.30. Most of us are stressed out, we dont have a hostel yet and the whole city is full of backpackers...so what will we do now? My first little fight with Lis, and last luckily happens, but after occupying a nice romantic suite, we all decide to go for diner. As it is not the easiest for a group of 7 to make a decision, we walk around the city for half an hour, and at the end we decide to go to Veronica's, which has a very good reputation according to the lonley planet. Nice dinner, we decide which tour to take the next day and we go to sleep, all the 7 of us.
Thursday, 20th of March: just to not to forget it: we spent 3 nights together with Lisette in the same bed, but we are just friends!! We took a tour together with the Spanish guys and the two Canadians we met the day before. This was the day, when we saw most of the Tarahumaras and their villages.
The Tarahumara are an indigenous people of northern Mexico, renowned for their long-distance running ability. Originally inhabitants of much of the state of Chihuahua, the Tarahumara retreated to the Copper Canyon in the Sierra Madre Occidental on the arrival of Spanish explorers in the sixteenth century. The area of the Sierra Madre Occidental which they now inhabit are often called the 'Sierra Tarahumara' because of their presence. Current estimates put the population of the Tarahumara in 2006 at between 50,000 and 70,000 people. Most still practice a traditional lifestyle, inhabiting natural shelters such as caves or cliff overhangs, as well as small cabins of wood or stone. Staple crops are corn and beans; however, many of the Tarahumara still practice transhumance, raising cattle, sheep, and goats. Almost all Tarahumara migrate in some form or another in the course of the year. The Tarahumara language is in the Uto-Aztecan family. Although it is in decline, under pressure from Spanish, it is still widely spoken. It was amazing for me to see how these people live. So far from my-our civilized world, where we can not spend a day without checking our emails, at least on our mobile phone...and they don't even have concrete roads and running water in their houses. We saw the religious ritual in a church, we went to a cemetary, and visited a family, who still lives in cave!! Yes, it is really a cave.
Before visiting the Tarahumara villages, we went to the Cascades and also Lake Arareko. All in all, Thursday was a day with impressive adventures and funny bus-rides. After a cigarette with Dutchee and Lis, I went to pick up the Colombians, as they arrived a day later, but with first class, honey!!! We left Karo and the Italians, as they were keen on walking all the back from the lake. So all the members of our nice little group came together again, and we had a nice dinner, in our next hostel: Margarita's.
Just a small note: I know, it is getting very long, but it was 9 days altogether!!! please keep on reading...
We grabbed a Vodka and some juice and started to play our old game, the mix of Never have I ever and cards, and started to drink. We ran out of drinks very soon, so went to bed at 12ish....don't remember very well...
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
ide megyek!
I cannot wait anymore. Eldöntöttem, ezt most akkoris magyarul fogom írni!!!!
Nemsokára megyek Északra, a Mexikói kanyonokhoz!!!! Jó lesz megint kikerülni a 20 milliós városból!
Nemsokára megyek Északra, a Mexikói kanyonokhoz!!!! Jó lesz megint kikerülni a 20 milliós városból!
Monday, March 3, 2008
still alive, still here
yes, i know, i haven't written anything for such a long time, sorry. I promise, this won't happen again, i don't wanna lose my readers....
so guess what, i have the very boring class again....
I don't even know where to start...We went to Puerto Escondido and Mazunte on the last weekend of February.
The heart of Puerto Escondido is Avenida Pérez Gasga, better known as "El Adoquinado" or "La Zona Adoquinada". Here, beginning with a statue of Benito Juárez can be found five areas filled with bars, hotels, cafes, restaurants, discoteques, craft shops, pharmacies, internet cafes, corner stores, tour operators and scuba diving rental.
There are two main beaches, Playa Principal and Zicatela, as well as several other smaller beaches. The Playa Principal is in the far northeast of the bay, directly in front of the oldest part of town. It is 500 meters long with finemy name is what my name is what ckicka chicka slim shady, gray sand and low to moderate surf. This is the primary place to hire boats. These boats take tourists to otherwise-inaccessible beaches, to see purpoises and marine turtles or for deep-sea fishing.
The Sueño Posible Sea Walk begins at Playa Principal and winds along rocky oceanside cliffs. Up the hill from the Adoquín is the coastal highway 200 and on the other side of that is the downtown business district where you can find banks, the mercado, etc.
Playa Zicatela is the other major beach of Puerto Escondido. It is separated from the other beaches by an rocky outcropping called "El Morro". The beach is 40 to 50 meters wide and a couple of km long with large waves that reach up to 6 meters. It is a world-class place for surfing.
There are several other notable beaches. Puerto Angelito is a 100-meter beach with low surf. Playa Manzanillo is separated from Puerto Angelito by a rocky outcropping. It is 70 meters long with moderate surf. It has restaurants and boat rentals, and has become popular lately. Both these beaches have water that varies in color from emerald green to turquoise blue. Playa Carrizalillo has fine, white sand, low surf and cobalt blue water edged in light green.¨´Playa Bacocho is to the extreme west of Puerto Escondido with large hotels and beach clubs. It has fine, soft sand, palm trees, warm, blue-green water and a moderate surf although the far west part of the beach can have a strong undertow. It faces southwest, offering good views of the sunset. Playa Marinero is just off the Playa Principall and has surf strong enough for beginning surfers and boogie-boarding. On Sunday morning, after 2 days in Puerto, we headed towards Mazunte...and I left my supernice glasses at Puerto, which will never come back to me again...
Mazunte is a small beach town on the Pacific coast in Oaxaca, Mexico ( [show location on an interactive map] 15.66485° N 96.55388° W). It is home to an impressive turtle museum, the National Mexican Turtle Center (Centro Mexicano de la Tortuga). The museum was opened in September 1991 to help the local economy since the turtle and turtle egg trade which the area had previously relied on was made illegal 30 or 40 years ago. There is also a turtle research center and turtle nursery here. There are two beautiful golden-sand beaches -- the main beach and one smaller cove called Rinconcito -- surrounded by rocky outcrops. Rinconcito is the beach that the locals use for recreation and for launching their fishing boats. The water is azure blue, occasionally with big waves, but ususally swimmable.
All but one of the marine turtles come here to lay their eggs, as well as a few land and freshwater turtle species. Mazunte's gorgeous beach and the green-travel allure of its sea turtle museum and nesting grounds have contributed to Mazunte's reputation as a mellow travel stop among backpackers has encouraged the growth of restaurants, bars and rustic accommodations, some of which line the beach, for budget travelers; there are no luxury accommodations or resorts. Mazunte is also within a short drive's distance from nude beaches and nightlife of long-time hippie destination Zipolite.
The sunset is best seen at Punta Cometa, the most southern point of Oaxaca, that can be reached on foot from Mazunte. Another great place for sunsets is Playa Mermejita, just on the other side of Punta Cometa, until recently a virgin beach.
Mazunte was minimally populated until the early 1970s, mostly by indigenous Zapotec people, when a Texan known to locals as 'James', who still winters at Mazunte, built the road to the beach. Access to Mazunte was an unpaved footpath until the late 1980s. The town now has a population of around 700, many of whom are European expats. We went to a restaurant owned by an Italian, and the owners of our hostel were French....
Two days in Mazunte, in the paradise, but also the End of Nowhere were enough for me. The little town does not even have concrete streets and there is no service for mobile phones except for a 2 square meters spot by the sea... It is funny, but i caught a cold at the beach... After two days and one terrible night in Mazunte, Lis and me went back to Puerto Escondido Monday afternoon to catch our bus to D.F. in the evening. On the way to Puerto, on the bus, all the people were looking at us, if we were UFOs...A nice gentleman just finished his coke and then threw the can out of the window. I also have to mention, that Lis left her Ipod in Puerto - which has no service - so we were in 100% stress on the way back, checking our cellulars every minute trying to catch a wave of service. Finally, sitting down in the Lonley Planet recommended restaurant in Puerto, I could reach Luis, who already found the ipod....
Spending nice 2-3 hours with loads of food we very happy, that at least Lis had her ipod, only my glasses were gone. Getting ready to take a taxi for getting to the bus station, a big truck stops and th driver asks us: "where are u guapas going to?" Not to make it too long, a 60-year old hippie-alcoholic fell in love with us at the first sight and took us to the station. To be honest, I was a bit worried, when he told me, he wants to visit me in Hungary, but due to the fact, Lis was with me, everything seemed okay. After the 13-hour bus trip, we arrived in D.F., where Claudio, the romantic guy was waiting for us and he took to Alpina, the home of the exchangees.
so guess what, i have the very boring class again....
I don't even know where to start...We went to Puerto Escondido and Mazunte on the last weekend of February.
The heart of Puerto Escondido is Avenida Pérez Gasga, better known as "El Adoquinado" or "La Zona Adoquinada". Here, beginning with a statue of Benito Juárez can be found five areas filled with bars, hotels, cafes, restaurants, discoteques, craft shops, pharmacies, internet cafes, corner stores, tour operators and scuba diving rental.
There are two main beaches, Playa Principal and Zicatela, as well as several other smaller beaches. The Playa Principal is in the far northeast of the bay, directly in front of the oldest part of town. It is 500 meters long with finemy name is what my name is what ckicka chicka slim shady, gray sand and low to moderate surf. This is the primary place to hire boats. These boats take tourists to otherwise-inaccessible beaches, to see purpoises and marine turtles or for deep-sea fishing.
The Sueño Posible Sea Walk begins at Playa Principal and winds along rocky oceanside cliffs. Up the hill from the Adoquín is the coastal highway 200 and on the other side of that is the downtown business district where you can find banks, the mercado, etc.
Playa Zicatela is the other major beach of Puerto Escondido. It is separated from the other beaches by an rocky outcropping called "El Morro". The beach is 40 to 50 meters wide and a couple of km long with large waves that reach up to 6 meters. It is a world-class place for surfing.
There are several other notable beaches. Puerto Angelito is a 100-meter beach with low surf. Playa Manzanillo is separated from Puerto Angelito by a rocky outcropping. It is 70 meters long with moderate surf. It has restaurants and boat rentals, and has become popular lately. Both these beaches have water that varies in color from emerald green to turquoise blue. Playa Carrizalillo has fine, white sand, low surf and cobalt blue water edged in light green.¨´Playa Bacocho is to the extreme west of Puerto Escondido with large hotels and beach clubs. It has fine, soft sand, palm trees, warm, blue-green water and a moderate surf although the far west part of the beach can have a strong undertow. It faces southwest, offering good views of the sunset. Playa Marinero is just off the Playa Principall and has surf strong enough for beginning surfers and boogie-boarding. On Sunday morning, after 2 days in Puerto, we headed towards Mazunte...and I left my supernice glasses at Puerto, which will never come back to me again...
Mazunte is a small beach town on the Pacific coast in Oaxaca, Mexico ( [show location on an interactive map] 15.66485° N 96.55388° W). It is home to an impressive turtle museum, the National Mexican Turtle Center (Centro Mexicano de la Tortuga). The museum was opened in September 1991 to help the local economy since the turtle and turtle egg trade which the area had previously relied on was made illegal 30 or 40 years ago. There is also a turtle research center and turtle nursery here. There are two beautiful golden-sand beaches -- the main beach and one smaller cove called Rinconcito -- surrounded by rocky outcrops. Rinconcito is the beach that the locals use for recreation and for launching their fishing boats. The water is azure blue, occasionally with big waves, but ususally swimmable.
All but one of the marine turtles come here to lay their eggs, as well as a few land and freshwater turtle species. Mazunte's gorgeous beach and the green-travel allure of its sea turtle museum and nesting grounds have contributed to Mazunte's reputation as a mellow travel stop among backpackers has encouraged the growth of restaurants, bars and rustic accommodations, some of which line the beach, for budget travelers; there are no luxury accommodations or resorts. Mazunte is also within a short drive's distance from nude beaches and nightlife of long-time hippie destination Zipolite.
The sunset is best seen at Punta Cometa, the most southern point of Oaxaca, that can be reached on foot from Mazunte. Another great place for sunsets is Playa Mermejita, just on the other side of Punta Cometa, until recently a virgin beach.
Mazunte was minimally populated until the early 1970s, mostly by indigenous Zapotec people, when a Texan known to locals as 'James', who still winters at Mazunte, built the road to the beach. Access to Mazunte was an unpaved footpath until the late 1980s. The town now has a population of around 700, many of whom are European expats. We went to a restaurant owned by an Italian, and the owners of our hostel were French....
Two days in Mazunte, in the paradise, but also the End of Nowhere were enough for me. The little town does not even have concrete streets and there is no service for mobile phones except for a 2 square meters spot by the sea... It is funny, but i caught a cold at the beach... After two days and one terrible night in Mazunte, Lis and me went back to Puerto Escondido Monday afternoon to catch our bus to D.F. in the evening. On the way to Puerto, on the bus, all the people were looking at us, if we were UFOs...A nice gentleman just finished his coke and then threw the can out of the window. I also have to mention, that Lis left her Ipod in Puerto - which has no service - so we were in 100% stress on the way back, checking our cellulars every minute trying to catch a wave of service. Finally, sitting down in the Lonley Planet recommended restaurant in Puerto, I could reach Luis, who already found the ipod....
Spending nice 2-3 hours with loads of food we very happy, that at least Lis had her ipod, only my glasses were gone. Getting ready to take a taxi for getting to the bus station, a big truck stops and th driver asks us: "where are u guapas going to?" Not to make it too long, a 60-year old hippie-alcoholic fell in love with us at the first sight and took us to the station. To be honest, I was a bit worried, when he told me, he wants to visit me in Hungary, but due to the fact, Lis was with me, everything seemed okay. After the 13-hour bus trip, we arrived in D.F., where Claudio, the romantic guy was waiting for us and he took to Alpina, the home of the exchangees.
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