Feb 14, 2009
Dec 20, 2009
The hostal was fun, but we had heard all about the beachside cabanas so we had to check them out. We eventually found one for the next couple of nights, equipped with a hammock, swimming pool and beachside bar. Maybe we were flashpacking afterall, oh well who cares, there was a pool. Aside from getting eaten alive by the night bugs (I'm still wondering how they got through the mosquito net), the cabana lived up to the hype. We could have stayed there for days, weeks, but we eventually decided we could be beach bums at home if we wanted, and we weren't getting to see Mexico like this, so we organised tickets on a microbus to Oaxaca city.
We spent four days in the town of Puerto Escondido to get some beach time and to see what all the fuss was about. There were several great beaches all next to each other, including Zictela Beach, which is one of the best and most well known surf beaches in the world (apparently... good surf is wasted on us). We had one night in a hostal which could easily be classed as a good hotel, it made us think that we were "flashpacking". The hostal was full of kiwis, the first we had met in Mexico, and Swedes and Germans. A lot of them had only planned to go to Puerto Escondido for a couple of days but had ended up staying for weeks. Three kiwi girls had thrown in their entire trip plans so they could spend the whole time partying up large in P.E. One of those Kiwi girls had lost her passport and other important documents on a late night in another town, and was frantically trying to sort things out through the authorities in Mexico City, not an enviable position to be in, touch wood.