Villa la Luna Puerto 聲gel

... on, this way and a quick reverse. Trying to pee in the john my ass hit the door twice open into the lady sleeping in the seat next to. She never gave indication that it ever woke her up. These people are tough dark playdough azteca. So yes the digs location, location, on main street, sorry Calle Adoquinada. I got the homemade Italian baker downstairs keeping the fresh milk and cheese cold for the lechero motocyclo doin the rounds for three ...

... p2eva p2rast... nohu peidan 2ra ja siga kotti ei paki...ehk saab:) elan korgel puumajakeses, ja hakkan omandama head ettekujutust p2kapiku elust...kodu uks on just t2pselt sii suur, et keegi v2ga v2ike sealt sisse mahub...k6huli maha ja roomates.. peale "6nneliku tundi" rannabaaris polegi see teab mis ettev6tmine... planeeritud 2-3 p2eva venib kangesti pikemaks... hoolimata kohalike kollektiivode vormis esinevate transpordivahendite(kastikas vs tavaauto) meelelahutuslikust programmist ...

... Others do their morning exercises with their but hole in the air and we even heard of naked surfers even though we didn't spot any. I don't feel I'm a super conservative person about this, I have done topless before, but this whole naked town just got a little too much for me. So for the remaining nights we were staying at a girl's place named Lala from Madagascar. The place was very mixed with artists, gay, some people doing a movie, others not doing anything and us ...

... free beach, which means it is clothing optional. The town was created by some hippies in the early 1970's and is still very laid back. Commercialism here might be two gay guys renting a stall to sell crepes. It is not for everyone so we can't recommend you go there. In fact don't go there; because the more people who discover the place the worse it will be for people like us who want to keep it secret. It is the rainy season ...

... turtle museum right next to my hotel that is participating in maintaining and regenerating the turtle population along the Pacific Coast, and they were the ones doing the release. I really enjoyed it, and I enjoyed the museum as well. Very cool to see those big turtles up close. With the aid of my binoculars I was able to see dophins happily jumping out of the water while sitting on the patio at my hotel. Very cool. I hear there are many ...

... for obvious reason) and kept trying to remove his NG tube which could not have been comfortable at all. In some ways, they were not prepared for such an emergency. For example, the intern gave him the NG three different times because of various issues. There was also sanitation problems with not everyone wearing gloves all the time. Also, it kind of felt like there were too many doctors in the room. (Three ...

... we took a colectivo into Pochutla to use an ATM, as Puerto Angel doesn't have any. We also found an internet cafe and caught up on some email for a bit, then colectivo-ed back to Puerto Angel and decided we would walk to a different beach marked on the map in reception. Unfortunately, the artistically painted map in reception turned out to have no real bearing on reality and after walking in the sun for at least an hour, we were still nowhere near the beach ...

... getting down there! We do see a side path after exploring (which the other people seem to have missed he he!) and clamber down to the rock pool. Its great to have our own private spa. The waves crash in through the small gap in the rocks and enabled us a bit of paddling practice for the next surf lesson. When completely bashed about and ducked and dived the waves sufficiently we scrabbled our way back out and back up the cliff. Nina´s last night :-(

Nach einer Woche in Puerto Escondido umgebeben von ach soo coolen Ami-surfers haben wir beschlossen, es etwas ruhiger anzugehen und sind auf den Hippiestrand Mazunte und dann auch Puerto Angel gefahren. Mazunte war super und ruhig, die Unterkunft auf dem Berg etwas unheimlich aber ok. Die Gelsen haben uns regelrecht aufgefressen. Danach sind wir nach Puerto Angel gefahren. Die Stadt war wenig aufregend. Der Strand schrecklich. Dafuer war das Hotel deutsch/mexikanisch urgemuetlich.

... were squashed by crazy Mexicans and I got stuck with one arm in and one arm out of the train! Monica, in the mean time, had some crazy person scratching her back to try to get past her! I started squealing and we were eventually given enough space to stumble back and regroup, ready for the next train! Finally we managed to get ourselves next to some old ladies (who, it seems, are exempt from crazy train pushing!) and squeeze onto the train! But the fun was definately not yet over ...