This morning we awoke, quickly packed, and hit the little beachfront strip for breakfast. After, Mari and I caught a local bus headed East to a smaller beach town named Zipolite, roughly a little over an hour away.
Zipolite is quite small, and very beautiful. We have been playing in the ocean all day after our arrival, and I have to question if there is a more picturesque, more peaceful looking paradise than this. The only problem with the beaches here is the monsterous forces at work within the waves. The waves are incredibly powerful, both coming onto the shore and sucking back out. It is quite dangerous to venture far into the water here, and I use the word far in very conservative terms.
At around the thigh and buttocks water level, the forces are impressive and shocking. The wave crashes into you forcing you backwards up towards the beach. Then, as the water retreats the suction pulling back into the ocean is intimidating. Here I have been far more conservative than I was in Puerto Escondido, where for several seconds I was losing the battle. But keeping a level head and using the force of the oncoming waves to quide me back to shore, I returned to the safety and security of the sandy beach. It was pretty scary for a few seconds. Its a good lesson to be learned, and gives me admiration for the powerful erosive force that is the sea.
Our 6-some is still effect here as the two English girls and two Germans joined us later in the day. I am headed for food and beer right now.
Hasta Tarde
T
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