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PE Mexpipe

Written on: Wednesday February 6th, 2008

A journal entry from: Camping Mexico


6 hours of driving, or 396 km, south of Acapulco takes you to the surfing town of Puerto Escondito. Thanks to the topes (speed bumps, we probably went over 200) constructed throughout the numerous towns on the highway the drive takes considerably longer than it would back home. We arrived at three in the afternoon on February 3rd and promptly started looking for suitable lodgings.

There are numerous good hotels and casas here and it is not difficult to find what you are looking for. Alayna and I squeezed ourselves into a casa on the hill just above the end of the malecon. The grounds overlook the surf of the Mexican pipeline and west to the sunset on the horizon. There is full use of a kitchen, living room, private bathroom, patio with a palapa, swimming pool, and plenty of lawn chairs, this at a cost of less than $30 Canadian a night for two people. We cruised through town and looked at about 10 different places to stay, all were very reasonably priced and within a couple minutes walk to the beach. I have enjoyed the entire trip thus far however Puerto Escondito definitely strikes me as one of the few places to return to and spend more time surfing and doing nothing slowly.

The series of peaks along Playa Zicatela make up what is known as the Mexican pipeline. The waves during my first morning session here were definitely the most impressive of my life. The locals who were out in the lineup were saying that it was ?going off?, I took this to mean that I had luckily rolled into town with better than average conditions. Some of the sets looked just like the photos I have seen on the internet and footage in videos. There is a 6000 ft wall not far offshore which means the waves rolling in off the Pacific jack up very quickly as they head towards the dry sand. A little lump on the horizon will quickly turn into a double overhead wave that is hollow enough to fit a Volkswagen bus in the tube. I did not catch any of the waves the first morning as I was too busy trying to stay out of their way. I was reluctant to go sit on the beach and watch as the conditions definitely raised my comfort level for surfing in general. By the time I got back to the beach with my camera the sets had diminished considerably however were still impressive.

Alayna and I spent some time walking through the centro of PE looking for a unique lamp which is at our villa. In the four days I have spent here I have only been asked by one merchant if I wanted to by a ?Hamaca?. The locals here are much less pushy and in your face as they have been the entire way down the mainland. I thought that the mercado would be like any other Mexican mercado I have seen however it is more spacious and relaxed than the rest, still full of junk though.

It is amazing how the Mexican culture has managed to hold off the intrusion of big franchises. Most Mexican towns have many local merchants selling everything you need at very reasonable prices. There are areas which have the strip malls and super grocery stores however for the most part the centro?s have proved resilient. The Mexican streets have a lot of activity, I hope that in time Canadian and US entrepreneurs can bring life back into the downtowns of cities.

From here Alayna and I will head inland and across to the Yucatan Peninsula, I will not be surfing again until we are back in Sayulita in early March and then until we are on the Oregon coast in early April. The trip has proved to be much more than just surfing and kiteboarding (I have done little). I am looking forward to the ruins that rest in the jungle.


A minor confession?

It appears I have acquired a few guilty pleasures thus far, and they are as follows (in no particular order): Coka Cola Lite (I can?t believe I am admitting to that one) and fictional novels.

My love/hate affair with Coka Lite was born in Barra De Navidad, where I was served my first ice-cold Coka Lite with plenty of fresh lime. My stomach had recently protested against my nightly ritual of consuming an enormous pina colada, and the aspartame laden alternative seemed an economical and thus appropriate temporary substitute. Temporary. Little did I know of its addictive qualities?

Not to say that I am even remotely addicted (I?ve probably only had 6 or 7 bottles this entire trip), but I can?t say I don?t crave one every few days. I assume this feeling is mutual amongst coffee drinkers? I wouldn?t know ;)

And then there are the fictional books?.a seemingly brainless and addictive substitute to my more demanding and challenging non-fictional books. I have always felt like I was wasting time reading fiction. Why read fiction when you can learn about the world while reading non-fiction?

Well, for one, the Mexican beach lifestyle I have successfully adopted definitely favors the ?light reads? over the heavier academic variety of my past (as in 3 months ago). Not to say I?ve totally given up on my beloved non-fiction books, it?s just that I?ve taken a short break from them, and will gladly pick them up when I return to real life.

That being said?

Another highlight from our time spent with my parents that I did not write about in the last blog:

Los Flamingos Hotel, Acapulco. My Dad, our unofficial tour guide, decided this old hotel was worth a visit. He was right. In its day (30 to 50 years ago) it was a renowned retreat for Hollywood stars, as the fairly luxurious hotel was originally owned by John Wayne and Jonnie Weismuler (The original Tarzan). We enjoyed breakfast in the restaurant overlooking what appeared to be half the Pacific Ocean as the hotel is perched upon the highest cliff in Acapulco. I?m trying to think of a word to describe the feeling the hotel exudes?.classy. Nothing short of classy.

We thoroughly enjoyed looking at all of the old photos of celebrities adorning the walls, and the food was pretty good too! If you ever find yourself in Acapulco, Hotel Los Flamingos is worth an hour or two of your time.

Also, check out the chapel on the top of the hill. You can?t miss it, and it?s magical up there.


From Dugan on Feb 9th, 2008

Fack me mate that looks to be pretty much perfect.