Puerto Escondido – Week I
Monday, November 13th, 2006First, my bag was found and delivered to my apartment the day after it went missing – a huge relief. I will rethink my carry-on packing to come up with a better plan. At least I can take toiletries onboard now that I have left the US.
I am currently sitting on my second story deck adjacent to my studio apartment. The sun is setting beautifully over the Pacific as I write. This is the first good sunset I have seen due to cloud buildup each day over the water. Although it is very cloudy each afternoon over the inland mountains (Sierra Madre del Sur) leading up to Oaxaca, we only received a few seconds of rain yesterday evening. I am a couple of hundred meters above Playa Zicatela, the main surfer beach in the area. This is a beautiful beach, but I would not think of swimming in its extreme surf. The waves form pipelines and watching the surfers from all over the world is fun. A kilometer up the beach (west) is the harbor town of Puerto Escondido where I swim each day with fun waves, but nothing that is going to break my neck. Zicatela’s pounding surf is relentless and I always hear it from my room. It is no wonder why I have been sleeping so well. There are roosters in my neighborhood – a mix of locals and small hotels, guest houses and apartment complexes for gringos – which love to “sing” around 2 AM or four hours before sunrise, but the surf lulls me back to deep sleep.
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