Talk about a short day of riding. We rode 4k before deciding to spend the day and night in Zipolete, the town over from Puerto Agustinillo. Side note, if you happen to head to Mizunte, there is a little shop next to the cosmetics store called Pan Primera and they have amazing chocolate croissants made fresh for only 10 pesos. We took a morning walk to Zipolete for a fresh croissant and coffee stop at Arquetecta. Good coffee with an open seated area on the beach and looks out to the ocean. It was such a nice morning.
Most people we talked to about Zipolete did not have great things to say. The beach was supposedly too rough, the people too seedy and just not that nice of a town. Yes, the people were a bit rough, but friendly nonetheless. The beach was fantastic (and is a nude beach mostly consisting of old men, which cracked me up) and we spent a bit of time taking turns from reading and taking dips in the ocean. The town wasn't much to talk about, but the food looked great with plenty of little restaurants that seated people on a pedestrian only road. We actually cooked a dinner that wasn't ramen.
The heat has really been something, a tough part of this portion of travels. It just zaps the energy right out of us and our desire to ride quickly diminishes when on the bike. The alternative, wake with the sun and start riding as early as possible. It's always difficult to wake up, especially because the temperature has finally cooled down, but we greatly appreciate the crisp air and being on the bikes is much more enjoyable. Setting off just after 7, we were on our way for the 60-70k ride to the Hualtulco, a town created mainly by the Mexican government to bring in the tourists. Much like what was done in Cancun except with better regulations limiting the number and height of hotels. Along the way, we were stopped at an Army check point. Curious about our travels, they opened a few panniers before sending us on our way. Phew, nothing too worry about.
Twisty roads and plenty of climbs and descents, we rolled into town on fumes from not eating since breakfast, 5 hours prior. Always looking for the side street restaurant filled we locals, we sat on plastic chairs and were told they only serve on type of taco but did not know or care what that was. We just wanted food. A plate of tacos and a soda later, we managed to ask what we had and were informed that it was lengua, which is cow tongue actually quite delicious. Sides of onions and cilantro and of course a tasty salsa. Tongue is a specialty here and is delightful.....especially if you don't know what you are having.
A few bays over, Ryan previously read of a campground amongst these fancy hotels that sits on the water. Why I think we will. Wanting to keep our bikes safe and within view of others, we parked ourselves close to the 3 RVs that had obviously made this their home. A floor mat covered with a table, chairs and umbrellas. 2 couple's (1 of the RV's was just being stored for the moment), one from Alberta and one from northern Michigan. They could not have been nicer, immediately invited us over for happy hour cocktails and a fish/shrimp dinner. A quick dip in the ocean and we were enjoying their company over a glass of wine and beer. We spent our night sharing stories and simply enjoying the company amongst fantastic people. We were not planning on staying here more than a night, but I guess there is a volleyball game tonight, and how can I possibly pass up this opportunity?
Most people we talked to about Zipolete did not have great things to say. The beach was supposedly too rough, the people too seedy and just not that nice of a town. Yes, the people were a bit rough, but friendly nonetheless. The beach was fantastic (and is a nude beach mostly consisting of old men, which cracked me up) and we spent a bit of time taking turns from reading and taking dips in the ocean. The town wasn't much to talk about, but the food looked great with plenty of little restaurants that seated people on a pedestrian only road. We actually cooked a dinner that wasn't ramen.
The heat has really been something, a tough part of this portion of travels. It just zaps the energy right out of us and our desire to ride quickly diminishes when on the bike. The alternative, wake with the sun and start riding as early as possible. It's always difficult to wake up, especially because the temperature has finally cooled down, but we greatly appreciate the crisp air and being on the bikes is much more enjoyable. Setting off just after 7, we were on our way for the 60-70k ride to the Hualtulco, a town created mainly by the Mexican government to bring in the tourists. Much like what was done in Cancun except with better regulations limiting the number and height of hotels. Along the way, we were stopped at an Army check point. Curious about our travels, they opened a few panniers before sending us on our way. Phew, nothing too worry about.
Twisty roads and plenty of climbs and descents, we rolled into town on fumes from not eating since breakfast, 5 hours prior. Always looking for the side street restaurant filled we locals, we sat on plastic chairs and were told they only serve on type of taco but did not know or care what that was. We just wanted food. A plate of tacos and a soda later, we managed to ask what we had and were informed that it was lengua, which is cow tongue actually quite delicious. Sides of onions and cilantro and of course a tasty salsa. Tongue is a specialty here and is delightful.....especially if you don't know what you are having.
A few bays over, Ryan previously read of a campground amongst these fancy hotels that sits on the water. Why I think we will. Wanting to keep our bikes safe and within view of others, we parked ourselves close to the 3 RVs that had obviously made this their home. A floor mat covered with a table, chairs and umbrellas. 2 couple's (1 of the RV's was just being stored for the moment), one from Alberta and one from northern Michigan. They could not have been nicer, immediately invited us over for happy hour cocktails and a fish/shrimp dinner. A quick dip in the ocean and we were enjoying their company over a glass of wine and beer. We spent our night sharing stories and simply enjoying the company amongst fantastic people. We were not planning on staying here more than a night, but I guess there is a volleyball game tonight, and how can I possibly pass up this opportunity?
Awesome! You are definitely living your life's journey and dream (at least one of them!) And meeting wonderful people along the way. Truly we are one family! And we make our family wherever we are! Miss you both so much! May each and every day unfold in magical ways! Loving you! Mom and Mad
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